I feel like I have no choice but to come up with something "red".
In one of my very favorite Belgian towns - Leuven, known for its ancient university and modern student population, now totally uprooted by city works, I found a red caboose.
Leuven has a magnificent town hall, built between 1448 and 1469. I will certainly be back with one or more separate postings on the subject.
Every year in September, Leuven becomes home to a fair or kermesse in French and kermis in Dutch, to the delight of the large youthful segment of the population, especially since the new school year starts with a day off in honor of the fair.
The fair has bumper cars, a ghost palace, frites (french fries), waffles and smoutebollen (a rather greasy doughnut type of food which one eats in a paper bag like fries), all kinds of noisy rides,...
I was thrilled when I saw the little red caboose which made me think of Genie but also reminded me of a children's book which I must have read a zillion times to my kids because it was their all time favorite. The book by Marian Potter tells the story of a little red caboose at the back of the train and its aspiration to become as strong as the engine at the front.
