Schneckehüslinarro and Spielkartennarro
I have already described Zell and its jester guild in a previous entry. Hence I won't explain it all again, but show you my newest photos.
This year, 2018, I finally made it back to Zell for the Tuesday parade.
Originally I had intended to go on Sunday. The weather forecasts suggested a change of plans, though, as they predicted pouring rain all day long for Sunday and sunshine for Tuesday. This turned out to be the right decision, as my pictures prove.
After the long and dull, greyish winter that we had this year, I thoroughly enjoyed the sunlight and the bright colours.
Schneckehüslinarro and Welschkornnarro
This year's motto was: "Figures from the Fairytale Forest".
The groups from the different parts of the town came up with very varied interpretations of the motto.
And we had our two usual crazy commentators again. This time Manfred was Märchentante, Auntie telling fairy tales. No idea who he borrowed the fur coat and the hat from - his mother-in-law I'd guess?
The elf bicycle
Ali Baba and the 40 Thieves
A different interpretation of the motto. This group referred to the Soccer World Cup of 2006, which is often called Germany's Sommermärchen (Summer Fairy Tale). They played with the similarity of the words "Elf" (eleven) and "Elfen" (elves) and became a football team of elves.
The football kicker on their cart was the big hit with some young Bändele. They were totally absorbed in their game in the middle of the moving parade.
Pumuckl is a popular character from a German TV series for children, a naughty red-haired imp who lives at the workshop of his human friend Meister Eder the carpenter, and causes a lot of funny mayhem. They also invented a female Pumuckeline for the ladies in their group.
The witch guild from neighbouring Unterharmersbach are regular participants in Zell's parades.
Bändele are dancing to the music, while the children enjoy their treats. The jester guild hands out free Weck und Worscht (roll and hotdog) to all kids.
For the rest of the day the Städtlefasend is in full swing: a street party with stalls selling food and drink, and all pubs and restaurants full to the brim, until the Fasend is buried at midnight.