The bishop is back.
It's that time of the year again. Already.
Sinterklaas is back in The Netherlands. The kick off of all the December festivities.
Although my boys have outgrown Sinterklaas, Daan still wanted to go to the harbour to see him and his Zwarte Pieten arrive. We have been doing that yearly for as long as I can remember, and this year was no exception. We found a nice quiet spot on the quay, just apart from the crowd with all the children. Nevertheless Sinterklaas saw us, waved at us and greeted us loudly from the ship.
(In his daily life Sinterklaas, or André de Vries, as we call him then, is an acquaintance and the local owner of the garden shop Groenrijk in Appingedam.)