After years of wondering what it would be like, we finally found ourselves at the Rose Parade. It was a better experience then I had ever dreamed it would be. We did get up at 5:30 to get to the parade on time. Wouldn’t do it that way again, but we weren’t sleeping on the street to see it either, like so many people do. This float caught my eye. It could have been that the sun was starting to warm my back. Everything about it just seemed friendly.
This dragon was fire breathing and a spectacular sight.
The longest float, by far, was the Disney float. It seemed like it went on for miles. The magnitude of the hours of volunteer work, practice, planning, and plant growing that goes into this parade is frankly, unimaginable while you are sitting, watching it travel by.
My favorite band was from Japan. They had smiles on their faces as they danced and jumped about, backwards at times. Their enthusiasm was contageous.
My favorite float had zip-liners floating from one end to the other. They would reach one side and the tree would grow and off they would zip again. Very nicely done.
I would have included my favorite horse, which looked as though it’s spots had been painted on, but it is quite true that I ran out of battery power on my camera and had to cease taking photos. I loved just about everything about that weekend. From the opening B-2 flyby to the sky writing at the tail end of the parade, I know that all those colors will remain with me for a very long time. Happy 2016 Everyone!