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Events

Niagara Food Festival, marketed as The Peninsula's Tastiest Party, takes place in and around the city's downtown core in early fall and brings crowds from the entire region in addition to the locals.

Niagara Regional Exhibition, running since 1853, is held at the Fairgrounds in the north end of the city every fall. Tradition stands that on at least one of the operational days it will rain.

Farmers' Market, held downtown in the Market Square, features up to 60 vendors offering food, produce and homemade items every Saturday morning, year-round.

Welland's Eastdale High School held its 50th Anniversary Reunion on May 20, 21 and 22, 2011. Welland High and Vocational School Reunion was held May 15/16 2009 in Welland. The school has since burned down and was razed.

The Welland Dragon Boat Festival, takes place in June.

The Welland Rose Festival is one of Niagara's longest running festivals. The Rose Festival promotes and encourages community participation through many events such as the Rose Parade, Baby Show, Rose Show, Days in the Park, and more. Celebrating 50 years in 2011, the Rose Festival continues to offer a host of spectacular events and entertainers in the month of June.

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