Day before yesterday the sinterklaas arrived in our country…and my Bride and I were present. It was pouring with rain; but the harbour is just over there, so we donned our rain gear, took the brolly and off we went. People, it was really raining steadily with no sign of a let-up in the sky. The wind was blowing, everyone’s umbrella dripped on someone standing near, the kids … oh dear, the kids and their unhappy mugs spoke volumes. You can see all the people lining the harbour’s and canal’s edges and we thought that this year’s turn out was larger than in years past with good weather. We heard the ship’s whistle in the distance, and before you knew it, it was entering our inner-harbour. Looking down, we could see the good Sint standing on the deck, under an umbrella. The kids began to move and make a bit of noise, but the animo was out. The Sint arrived on his steamboat…but fifteen minutes too late. He disembarked the steamboat, and went among the children before mounting his horse and riding through town, the colourful helpers distributing goodies. Too bad that the weather was so bad, but some children did have a great time. On the way back home we did see families going back to their autos though.
That is very cool that he comes on a boat! When my granddaughter was born we lived in Georgia, in a little town called St Marys. On the weekend closest to December 1st, Santa Claus would come. The town had trees that separated the lanes going into and out of the downtown area. As Santa passed the trees, in his horse drawn carriage the trees would light up. That town was so family oriented, I loved it!
Willow, that sounds so nice. Loggie— it was a shame, but once the Sint arrives the music starts and the helpers begin interacting with the kids it got a bit more festive in spite of the weather.
