Adam and J, best mates, on their way to the parade rendez-vous
Promotion is a really unique event, and something yet undiscovered in North America. The entire village, where almost everyone knows everyone, celebrates the end of another school year, the efforts of our children and their parents. We let loose with a heck of a party complete with carnival, dinner, free-flowing wine (from the local Chateau, of course), and a live band with dancing.
The village sapeurs-pompiers lead the way
The kids are incredibly proud to participate in the parade, and take it all very seriously. The parade, though, is just a precursor to the 2 hours of free carnival rides upon arrival back at the main celebration site.
J follows his 1ere primaire class in the parade through the village streets
Jawahara, Bijoy and I "enjoying" an apero of green barbapapa
Now that J is seven, he disappears with his mates within the Promotion grounds until around midnight. He checks in every once in a while when he's hungry or needs money for rides and games. Could you imagine that happening in North America...I think not!
J on the monster bouncy slide
All of this freedom allows us parents to chill out, visit, drink some wine, and discuss summer plans. While we are friendly with many of the Swiss families in our village, we tended to visit mostly with the expat community in our village made up of Canadians, Americans, South Africans, and Scandinavians. I guess, it's always slightly easier to make merry in your own language.
Dinner under the tentIt was a very hot afternoon and evening with temperatures topping 30c, but the kids didn't seem to mind. They sprinted between bumper cars, the bouncy slide, the mini roller coaster, the games stands, and the dance floor.
Adam and J mesmerized in their quest for plastic toys at the carnival
By midnight, a little too much fun was being had on the dancefloor by me and Cindy