It was sheer coincidence that I already had a green
St. Patrick's Day hat, I assure you. But when the day of the green hit
and there was a festival on the green (at a city park not too horribly
far from me), I figured I had to go.
The Festival begins with a parade, and if
you're going to watch a parade, you need a good seat.
Apparently, the Irish and rainbows go hand
in hand. And a fine reason to decorate your truck.
Bag pipers... those bloody windbags.
More bagpipers.
Once the parade was over, the music continued
within the festival area itself.
Much like the English, there were signs of
foreigners' rules here and there.