Ooh... bad blogger! This post is more than a month late!
St. Patrick's Day this year was great fun, as expected. Raynor came down for the festivities again, as expected. I didn't get bagpipe overload, and that was unexpected.
The Budweiser Clydesdales were here this year. More interesting that seeing them in the parade was seeing their 3 semi trucks with police escort come into town 3 days prior. Sorry, no picture of that.
A Shriner's group had this bizarre dragon duck mobile.
No, that's not Raynor under there. This boy was with his sister and grandparents, camped out on the sidewalk in front of us. He spent the whole time trying to create a dance that would show off his green beard to the most-test.
Dressing ridiculously wasn't just left to the young. This guy had spent some time on his outfit.
Look! Irish Bedouins!
The fire tugs sprayed green dye into the river again this year.
The fire tugs sprayed green dye into the river again this year. Not sure why this is popular.
Hollywood legacy lives on, here in Savannah. The Pirate contingent was out in force, complete with aging wenches and guys who needed haircuts. This mini ship had a go cart in it and would whip around at high speed, popping wheelies and firing pop cannons.
These old guys got off the couch to get on the wagon. Instead of watching the parade, they watched those watching the parade.
We had a great time. Got some lunch at our favorite rooftop restaurant on the parade route and a little too much sun.
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