Fasnacht in the daylight is colorful and crowded with sausages and confetti, but at night and later into the night, the crowds thin down and vagabond groups form up to play impromptu concerts. Lone charivari drummers snake off into the medievil alleys (gasse) and you fall in behind them walking and walking with only the occaisonal break for white wine, or the good Basel beer and then you follow a solo piper like a fairy tale of lost childhood back in and around and around the city till you sometime sleep, still dreaming all that music.
