It started with a 6km bicycle ride to Kwadendamme with two kids in tow, which, for the record, is far harder than it looks... and ended with a friend's father - apparently a local Zeeuwse legend - singing and strumming his acoustic guitar. This, from the comfort of his worn upholstered chair, in the warmth of a traditional Dutch row-house, and set amongst the Carnival-crazed town of 's-Heerenhoek.
In between there was much dancing, singing, parade-watching, silly costumes, and - of course -lots and lots of beer.
That about sums up our Dutch Carnival weekend in Zeeland. Hope you enjoy the photos!