After repeated visits to Brugge, our latest stay there (from May 25 to June 1, 2006) confirmed all our best impressions of this lovely city. We lost ourselves in dreamlike sights while walking, in a boatride on the canals, and especially in a late-night ramble through the gloriously illuminated sites. This in spite of the dreadful weather, which was even colder and wetter than usual; by the way, the wind as well as the crowds make a raincoat far more practical than an umbrella! We were warmed by delicious food and hearty beers, by rich chocolates -- this must be the sweetest town in the world (make sure to visit the Cholcolate Museum)--, and above all by the kindness of the natives. One instance stands out: hanging out with us after a nice dinner at the intimate and classy Bistro Topaas, a member of our party remembered that he had left a baseball cap at the restaurant; when he returned to retrieve it, at a rather late hour, the owner of Topaas had already brought it back to the hotel! With his unique thoughtfulness he made this an even more memorable evening, after the superb cuisine of the chef, his wife, had left a lasting impression. This pleasant memory and many others are clouded by one deeply depressing and alarming thought. The pretty Minnewater Park is set to host the Cactus Festival, July 7-9, and we cannot understand how a raunchy rock festival can be staged in this small and vulnerable venue! We wonder how many visitors, out of millions, consider this event a plus for the most peaceful corner of Brugge? and what political (and other?) motives drive the city fathers to permit or even promote such an incongruity??