It’s an odd image. Men wearing blond and pink wigs, fur coats, miniskirts and fishnets chat joyfully while pushing old-fashioned strollers full of beer. And they are not just a couple of lunatics. No, the city of Aalst is full of men dressed as women. Even little boys play basketball with skirts on. At the same time, an endless parade of colourful dancers flows through the city. And every bar in town is packed, playing its music so loud that you’d think it’s 2 AM in a nightclub and not an afternoon. Welcome to the Aalst carnival.
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