This year carnaval was a little bit more quiet than previous years; instead of going the usual four days and staying till 4 in the morning, I went three days and arrived home more earlier. Still, it was a most enjoyable time. Especially, our participation in a parade was a lot of fun, more than I expected. Also because we had such a lovely group. This was the first time I particated in a parade, and I think our theme of the traffic jams on our local highway was a nice one, and the costumes were lovely done. As you can see on the picture below, I ended up walking the parade with a stag’s head in front of me, quite useful for getting people out of the way I must confess 
Carneval 2008 just went by too fast…maybe also because it was already so early in the season…when I really started getting in my yearly carneval mood it was already Tuesday and hence carneval was already over. I had a great time though with my good friends Rob, Stephan and Olivia. The first day, Saturday in Voerendaal is always awesome, also because then we’re always with a nice group of amazing people. Sunday, we watched the parade in Heerlen, started at around two in the afternoon and ended around the same time in the night. Monday it was time for the Rosenmontagzug in Aachen, although still fine, it did not last as long as last year, maybe also because it was very cold and a rainy day. Moreover, Stephan totally freaked out over the aggressively flirting German women, and asked me to protect him from them. The day after it was the big parade in my home town, one of the last in our province and therefore always a big one, because all carneval addicts from other towns want to walk one last parade…again this year it was beautiful…although it was really cold and Rob, his cousin and I were already soon found in the warmth of a local pub. Anyway, check out my Flickr page for some nice pics of the parade:
http://flickr.com/photos/78327945@N00
De moeiste weg, van deze werlt, leupt in ‘t zuiden dor ‘n veld, ‘t jonge blaad, kiek hoe ‘t dreid, als de wind wat harder weid, als d’n ierste lange lentedaag, giet ligge in ‘t graas, en d’n ierste lange slok, op ‘n terras neave de maas, en de wolke en de heuvels weare berge, en alles wat nog mot dat duj ik merge.
Beater da dit zou ich ut noets kinne zaage! Jack Poels hat vuur ziene 50ste verjoardig ing ode aa os Limburg gesjrieve; e beater begin vuur miene Limburgse blogposts kin ich mich nit wunsje. Ich hub net ff ut gratis cdtje aafgehoald en ich mot zaage ut is ing prachtige tekst en e prachtig liedje.
Loate vuur ut bronsgroen eekehoat (det is soewieso op zieng hollisj) sjrappe en dit liedje es os volkslied keeze. In jieker geval, besjrief ut ut geveul dat vier gekke Limburgers vuur ozze provincie hubbe. En vuur mich ooch ut geveul va heem, det ich ummer hub es ich teruukkom va ing reis noa ut boeteland, of det noeë ut Hollisj is of wiejer, dat makt neet oet.
