Any excuse for a party. I witnessed it in California with Cinco de Mayo (No, it is not Mexican Independence Day) and now here. With St. Patrick’s Day landing on a Tuesday this year the town we live in decided to hold their parade on the Sunday before. Now the village we live in used to have a large Irish population as a lot of other towns in the area. (As evidenced by the many irish pubs around.) However most of the people living here are from Puerto Rico, Dominican Republic, or somewhere in South America. That doesn’t stop the tradition of hanging Irish flags from every light pole in town and a huge parachute sized flag from the town flagpole. L. was not feeling to good so we didn’t venture out, but we could hear everything from where we were. Every parade in our town has a cover band and the end of the parade. This time it was Nirvana. (I don’t know what that has to do with St. Patrick’s Day. For Independence day it was Bruce Springsteen and last St. Patrick’s Day was U2. I guess this year they didn’t book soon enough) I did get a good laugh watching them setting everything up when I walked to the gym. The funniest thing I saw was one of the vendors was selling hats with the mexican flag on the front. I guess it looked similar enough to the Irish flag to sell old Cinco de Mayo supplies.
On Tuesday we had to go into NYC so we decided to go check out the parade before it started. It was 10 in the morning and there were already drunk college age people walking down the road. L. didn’t have the energy and I think I would have had a hard time explaining taking the whole day off work so we left before the parade started.