Eating, Drinking, and Looking at Horses

Art comprised of rose pedals.

On Monday, September 7th, I was a bit confused to walk outside my apartment before 10 am to see people drinking beer in the street, then to turn left and see a horse.  Apparently that day was a festival in town called "Jaarmarkt", a business-based ordeal.  A main attraction in a huge parking lot around the corner from my place called Sint-Jacobsplein where tons of people gathered to slug Stella, eat burgers, and look at horses being examined for a grade for future auctioning, a physical check-up, if you will. 

Of course I had to explore what was going on throughout the rest of town, to find vendors and swarms of people just about everywhere. I was able to piece together a decent snack from free samples.






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As it were, in preparing this square used for horse examinations a couple days earlier, the police towed my bike away. After I spent the day tracking it down as well as a new lock (they cut my old one), I went on an adventure to find this lookout point: