Carnival isn’t just in Rio!

My uncle’s an early riser, so we dressed in white
and joined the Jargeau carnival gang at 6 in the morning to wake everyone up.

The following Sunday with my friends, we put on our costumes
(I was dressed as a jar of jam), and followed the procession, threw confetti into the crowd
and sang our heads off to the sound of bands for most of the day.

We lost our voices, but had a brilliant time!
And fantastic news, it’s back again this summer!

Thank you AB Photographe Région Centre for this shower of confetti