Games, Bells and Drinks

Yesterday it was a national holiday, so the whole family gathered together for what has become a yearly event. A trip of some kind with the sole purpose of being together for a day. This year we went on a small tour in the South of West-Vlaanderen. The tour went from place to place (mostly cafés and restaurants) and was done by covered wagon. Near the end of the day everyone was numbed by the bells from the horses rigs.


At the beginning we all received a blue kerchief (one of my mother's ideas) so we could recognize the members of our group (as if we didn't know eachother).


In every place we stopped we were served either food or drinks. And we also had to play a game, old folklore games.


This game below was probably the hardest to play. Large wooden cheeselike flat balls were to be rolled just to get near the center of a circle drawn onto the playground. In this place we also had the most drunk and irritating audience.


This last game was an indoor version of bowling, which was quite nice to play though I feel one couldn't put much effort in, luck seemed to be the main player.