The beginning of the parade was pretty amazing though. I think the entire scene was what Horatio Alger was describing when he envisioned the American Dream, ideas of grandure and all. It was so diverse and just a huge celebration for mainly the norweigans as it is Settende Mai, but it was incredible. I saw two bag-pipe marching bands if you will.. and it was awe inspiring. It was really moving for some reason, made me feel proud of a heritage I dont even have. I guess it was more appreciation. They looked so dignified and it seriously made me want to take up the bag-pipe. I dont understand how people can find humor in kilts, when applied in this kind of a situation, I was moved. It was adorable seeing all the old women in their traditional norweigan dress and stuff... the cloggers rocked my socks off too... Gotta love smiling old folks tap-dancin' in wooden shoes. Doesn't get much better than that.
I had an interesting amalgamation of food for lunch. I wasn't initially excited about going to the parade, I guess I felt too old for it, too mature to go to a parade but this one is quite interesting. It's not some Americanized "lets look at all these trucks driving by sponsored by corporations trying to participate in a different form of advertisement" bastardization. This was a cultural celebration... of all kinds. there were brat stands, chinese food stands, short-cake, lefse, cotton candy, Tacos-in-a-bag... it was really fun. I had a bit of everything, and although I was so full I thought I'd never eat again, I am famished.