We're driving to Luxembourg in the next few days, but plan to return by Sunday, because Anna really wants to be back in our little town for the annual Fasching parade. Just so you know, in the South of Germany, carnival is called Fasching.
The narrow streets are crammed with people of all ages, candy and other goodies are thrown off floats, and both parade participants and spectators continuously yell "Ahoy!" Last year was the first time we got to see this display of craziness--most of the kids dress up, and surprisingly to me, one of the more popular children's costumes is to go Native American, feather, fringes, and all.
A few photos might illustrate Fasching better than words... definitely the only time I've ever seen marching wine bottles in my life.