Lesley, John and I show off our shiny puffy shirts. We all got an XL. We each are wearing about 5 layers underneath our sheeny outerwear so as to not mar them by wearing a coat atop.
John, a bit unmasked, looking decidedly coy.
These were our favorite guys. They hugged us and danced with us and felt like rubber. Suspicious...
That's me, Lesley and Elise looking in awe at the twirling girl above us.
Oh, the COLORS of Carnevale...
And, a touch less blurry, one of the many beautifully garbed masqueraders.
This morning I ventured out and spotted this puppeteer in the square.
His puppet was in love with a flower.
A bit further on, a Russian group performed classical music via the medium of glassware.
And one of the many beautiful masks for sale here...
wow - what sparkling pants you have farmer john! (or are they leggings?)
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Oh, those beautiful pantaloons are sparkly clown pants, I believe, bought in Amsterdam for the very occasion of Carnevale. At least, that was the original plan... he still has yet to take them off.
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