It is Pentecostal Sunday, and there were much to do at the Sinksenfeest in Kortrijk. D and I went in the afternoon to check out the largest rommelmarkt in Belgium. Despite the crowd, we bumped into D’s parents and friends, and the six of us went for a drink together. After that, D and I said our goodbyes and moved on to do our own things. We drank some more beer while listening to loud music, visited a book store, took pictures, looked at some performances, roamed around some more, sat at the river bank to take in the sights and sounds, and then went home for a home-cooked steak dinner. We need not overdo it… there shall be plenty of sinksenfeest in the years to come.