Hemeltaartdag

picture from Karen

One, two, three: CAKEEEES!

Today there was a cake fight in Amsterdam. It is some sort of Food Festival week, and the cake fight was a part of it. My ex-classmate, Aimée, told me about the fight - and of course we had to go attend!

We just and just made it on time on the train, as we had to buy more ammo, which took a longer time than expected.

picture from Karen

Not that running to the train would have been enough...we got lost and couldn't find it to Panama, where the fight was held.

After walking around 2km extra than needed, and passing Panama already once, we finally made it. Just a little late. But just in time to have ammo when others were running out. ;-)

picture from Karen

pictures from Karen

The day was a lot of fun. Getting washed up by firemen was also an experience!

The smell on the way back was close to unbearable.

After 3 showers I still feel like a cake, but what worst - smell like baby sick.

Believe me, squished cake on jeans and in hair is not the most pleasant smell.

On the way to get shower number 2. picture from Karen

The after -sight was oh-so-delightful!

We'll see if I'm able to eat cake at my cousin's wedding in a few weeks...at the moment the word cake isn't the most tempting.

xo

Linda

ps. Koen, this was your Birthday cake. You should have been there to eat it!