This year’s theme was Circus, so Opee wore his silk vest that he often wears while DJing, satin trousers and a jester’s hat.
I wore a sequined vest that we found at an antique shop on our last trip to The Hague with a lacy skirt. We once again failed to take a picture of the two of us together.
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| Our Chauffeurs: Moulin Rouge and Wax My Plank |
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| Our Upcoming Visitors: Dr. Flatus and Angel Babe |
It’s hard to tell, but I’m in the back wearing a hat.
Once again, Rack of Lamb had the most creative outfit which she handcrafted.
The following morning was the hangover trail. I appreciated that Opee stuck with me so I wouldn’t get lost. We had one big circle afterwards on the grounds of the hostel. That evening Jimmy was flying to Copenhagen for a conference, but first he came with me to the train station. He was very surprised when Veronica showed up, who was passing through Brussels and managed to book the seat next to me on the Eurostar. She stayed overnight and we went to a photography exhibit the following day before she headed back to Exeter.



















































