Crazy Stupid Love FUN
Also known as carnaval. Everything seems to go crazy, but everyone acts like it's the most normal thing in the world.
City's name is no longer Breda, but Kielegat, which is derived from Kiele, an old farmer's coat. Everyone gathers in the central market to see the ceremony during which Prince Carnaval (elected from the Carnaval Organizing Comitee) gets the key to the city, signifying the party can officially begin.
No one needs cars any more. Carnaval-ers have found new means of transportation.
Normal music no longer exists. It is replaced by silly sounding songs in Dutch, and the complicated Polonaise dance (human "train" made of people jumping around with their beer glasses).
Water is replaced by beer. No one is allowed to drink anything else. Beer can also be used a shampoo, and its not impossible to witness a boy pouring a glass of beer in a girl's head. Moreover, it's completely normal that she looks angry for a few seconds, then squeezes her hair and puts it in a ponytail, while continuing to dance as nothing has happened (true story).
You can be anyone. Or anything: a strawberry, an angel, a hippie, a funeral procession, a monk or a nun drinking next to the church, a dinosaur, a member of the DrinkedIn Comunity, a Tetris piece or even a hot dog.
Work does not exist anymore. Carnaval ends on Tuesday, but you usually need a few more days to recover after and get your body functioning on water and other fluids again. Also, no cleaning of the market is done until the disaster has officially ended.
Leaving jokes aside, carnaval is a great experience: people are having fun, the city becomes more colorful with the bars and pubs all building an outside attachment to sell beer easier and creativity blooms via the original costumes. But the greatest thing of all is that carnaval goes beyond age: teenagers, kids, mums & dads, grandmas and grandpas, people in wheel chairs and even dogs seem to enjoy it.
