Gentse Feesten

Every year around the Belgian National Day, and since 1843, the Gentse Feesten (Genth Festival) take place in the beautiful city of Ghent.
The city is sprinkled with random small street acts, street artists, World food stalls, etc.




Ghent being about 2 hours away from where I live, I went with my two (separated) parents to spend the day there, but sadly leaving before the parties of the night (´・ω・`)



We shared food on the terrace on the Vooruit's museum.











It was so hot that day, so we tried that new frozen yoghurt place. It was under the average temperature all year and suddenly the sun was shining worth one year (´□｀｡).
My dad and I like to order different things and share when we eat something, but my mom never get used to it (anyway we don't like the same things). So we ordered one for us and she chose hers. She allowed us to taste it, though.
(Also, he's more used to wait until I took enough pictures before eating. He even helps with the arrangement.)




Acting like it's his legs. I couldn't tell him he's far from a model (＞＜;)
















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