One of the things we experienced falling on my blog absence is Carnival. Carnival is, well, unique. It's sort of like a German Mardi Gras. It's a celebration, a parade, a firm, a reason to drink - that is, if the Germans ever need a reason to drink.
|This float was throwing liquor bottles, not candy.|
Hell, they have breakfast beer here. I don't think they need a reason, but I think they always welcome them.
|Seen at Velburg Fasching Parade|
Anyway, the parades are great fun. The costumes are incredible. Many of them poke fun at or complain about various parts of the government and church bodies, at policies they disagree with, that sort of thing.
It's like an open forum to air one's grievances. Superb.
Of course, there are Halloween costumes, too. All the stores sell them this time of year. Germans -- unless they live near and have been influenced by Americans -- don't usually do Halloween. Fasching is the time for costumes and candy here. As Americans living in Germany, we got to double dip. :)
|My precious -- I mean wicked -- witch ready for the parade|
And there's plenty of candy. The parade participants pelt the audience with candy. I do mean pelt.