happy things should be written down, jaclyn seow once said and this time i concur because some memories should never be given an opportunity to be forgotten; fasnacht began yesterday at 4am in the morning when all the lights were switched off and the procession began; practically the whole city was awake, the old, the young and the ones in between and they all flooded the streets and made a town that's supposed to be sleeping alive. today on the first day of the carnival, also known as the only Protestant Carnival around because of its refusal to abide with its catholic counterparts to have it on the sunday before Ash Wednesday. waggis, people wearing huge head masks and costumes went around in floats throwing oranges, sweets and gifts to the crowd and in 2 hrs, i had 7 oranges, 1 beer, a gift clock and aroma set and 12312312 sweets, like, what the hell?? but this is truly the most amazing scene i have ever set my eyes upon, and it's not just the general festivities insofar as how the whole town embraced it, and that to me, is something worth admiring.

there are some times to be happy and with a decent stash of music, i am contented, delighted but occasionally wistful and maudlin. technicolour melancholia, funny ole term innit.