Why we moved back to America: Parades
Since it has been 4 months since our last post, I have concluded that you must be sufficiently questioning what we have been doing. Last time we posted (excepting the Salmiak Shampoo 'experience'), we were shivering in a very cold Glasgow. Now, we are quite warm here in suburbia. Since we drive everywhere, we never have to wear coats. I forget that quite often, and end up bringing a coat with me, where it stays lonely on the back seat until I carry it back into the house.
Joel and I are both working for the U.S. Census now! Woo hoo, temporary employment! It's going to be fun. (really!)
Anyway, enough about us. What I really want to tell you about is America. It is a funny culture they have here. They do love a parade. And how can one help but join the spectacle? Come and see:
All the awards go to this woman and her doggie for Most Excited Spectator! (Not even in the parade!)
This adorable green horse actually moved up and down! Wonders never cease.
Joel and I are both working for the U.S. Census now! Woo hoo, temporary employment! It's going to be fun. (really!)
Anyway, enough about us. What I really want to tell you about is America. It is a funny culture they have here. They do love a parade. And how can one help but join the spectacle? Come and see:
3 comments:
Hope you keep blogging about it. We're interested (obviously) in what the transition's like.
My husband Ryan and I saw a parade in Italy which featured a float with a giant animatronic King Kong and a live cast of “islanders” presenting him with a scantily clad screaming blond. It was the best parade ever! (Too bad Ryan had heat stroke.) Anyways, you should do a follow up showing a Pride Parade in June. Those are definitely a unique American viewing experience.
Super duper fun! Love the lady and her dog. I might have to find a patriotic wreath for Lucy and head down to the Newport parade in my fourth finery in July. heh heh. or not. but maybe.
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