So, if you are new to this blog, here is the deal. We live a kilometer from the town of Volkel. It is now Carnival (started at midnight last night, parade happened today -- though we stayed home with sniffling little Eileen). Much drinking, costumes, and merry-making has happened. Around 11am this morning, I was putting said sniffling baby to sleep, but according to my husband, the source of the theme from Beverly Hills Cop that was playing loudly in front of our house was in fact the local pub mobile. Yes, just like the ice cream trucks of my youth, a truck was combing our neighborhood trying to find customers to lure to its stools (you climbed on and enjoyed your ride). To be fair, Eric says that it was pretty full when it bounced back through the neighborhood to whatever location it was headed at about 1.30 (which the Dutch say as 1.30 but write as 13.30) playing traditional drinking songs.
Ah, if only I hadn't had a sick baby, the photos I would have taken. Oh well, there is always next year.
Note to those who are planning a visit, we have a huge celebration in this part of the Netherlands the Saturday before Ash Wednesday all the way through Tuesday. It would be a great time to visit! Costumes, and parties, and you can stay fully covered up, not like in Rio!
And for those worried -- don't, Eileen has the sniffles. She will survive.
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