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Binche train station |
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The outside of the train station |
We left school at noon and walked to Gare du Nord, where we boarded the 12:32 for Binche. As did a million other people. The train was filled to capacity, people standing in the aisles and sitting on the floor in the spaces between compartments. When we finally arrived and several hundred people wanted to leave the station at once, the geniuses at Binche decided it was probably a really good idea to only open one (1!) door in the station, so everyone just stood around in the platform for a while until the crowd slowly filtered out.
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In costume throwing oranges |
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Marco, Lera, and I, staying warm by making funny faces |
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Have I ever told you Niklas hates having his picture taken? Well he does. Hates it. |
Once we were finally outside we meandered downtown, got some fries and some cheeseburgers, huddled together for warmth and waited for the parade to start. Once it finally happened we mostly just tried to catch as many oranges as possible, like kids that just want Jolly Ranchers at every Fourth of July parade ever.
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