Carnivale takes off this weekend; the efffigy of the farmer’s wife will be raised tomorrow noon in the Vrijthof Square signaling the beginning of the celebration. Bands are marching over the icy stone bridge every hour, brass-bleats and drum-thumps through the clear cold air.
I was taking pictures of the decorations and one reveler jumped in front for a quick pose. Behind him, a police van rounds the corner with four youth already arrested for disorderly conduct (a bit after noon).
Ah, Carnivale. It makes February bearable.
The decorations are up, the children are out, the costumes are appearing, the bier and oliebollen stands are set up along the streets and in the squares. It should be a fun party.
