West Indian Parade
This afternoon my parents and I checked out the West Indian Parade. The parade is the last event in an week of Caribbean celebrations defined by fantastic costumes.




Obviously any event in New York that draws over a million people will have the NYPD out in force. I was chatting with officer friendly here and offered to let him play with my sippy cup if he would let me play with the shiny thing on his belt. He said "no".

On parade day the J' Ouvert starts at 2:00 am. Maybe I'll get up for it next year if my nap schedule doesn't conflict.

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After the parade, we walked through Prospect park. 
Incidentally, I learned the green film is naturally occurring "duck weed" rather than toxic sludge as I previously suspected.
