Our brave friends the Erickson's came with us-Rachel is such a great planner and had something for us to do until the parade started.
It rained, and rained, and rained the entire night. It was so cold and by the end we were all soaked to the bone. Ainsley cried most of the time (I would hate to be wrapped in a garbage bag too -it was really a poncho), I got poked in the head with a few umbrella spokes, and some of the Chinese folk were very pushy.
It was worth it though, and the kids were troopers and will never forget it. The uncomfortable moments are the ones you remember the most, right? It was fun to see the dragons and the floats and costumes. And even though we were drenched, miserable, and tired we still had to eat dinner at our favorite Chinese restaurant Asia Palace-If anyone visits we will take you there-they pretty much know us by name and have our order ready as we walk in the door. As customers leave the owner fills your arms with bags of fresh organic produce and tasty treats for the kids. You will literally walk out of the door with a bag worth more than what you spent at the restaurant.
2 comments:
That looks amazing. When I was between 7 and 11, we lived in Louisiana. I have so many great memories of going to the Mardi Gras parades in New Orleans and Mandeville. This looks like even more fun. Great pictures. Almost like being there...almost=).
This reminds me of the movie "What's Up Doc?" If you haven't seen it, you should...it's all set in San Fran and it's hilarious.
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