My plan was to walk beside the parade, capturing pictures of the boys and blending in with the spectators. Instead, all the parents ended up walking in the parade. There I was, with my purse over my shoulder, carrying a bag of Cliff bars while walking in a really long, and really big parade. Thankful that I remembered to wear my green scarf.
As we walked, you would suddenly hear a large shout from
the crowd....."yeah, go rugby!
The group on that roof was particularly cheer-filled and big rugby fans. The encouragement would make us laugh and give us the oomph to keep walking. A couple of times, a kilt wearing man would jump from the crowd and do a rugby chant. Very entertaining.
*bit o' trivia....the parade was in Morristown, where George Washington's headquarters is located.