St. Patrick's Day in Bean Town

First St. Patrick's Day in the most Irish city in the US...it was really fun. We went to the parade in Southie, and now you must look at the photos and tell me how sad you are that you didn't get to make it up here.

These are the police horses just hanging out:



Why was Star Wars in the parade? Who knows.





Guys in kilts...think they were firefighters.



Guys shooting guns. It was really loud, the kid next to me cried and had to go home, which was great for me, because he was blocking my sight.



Welcome to Miami:






For Bob, yet again:



Old police car that I wish I owned:



MIT solar car:



I really love tanks:





Tin man. This was the iron worker's union's float, such a great idea:



Oh crap!



Not him!



Bill O'Reilly, ruining the parade. Apparently he thinks gays and lesbians have no place in the parade because the parade is a religious sacrament. So wearing booty shorts and striped leggings is appropriate for the sacrament, but not gays and lesbians? This guy. Ugh.



Bagpipers, can't remember who they were specifically, but there were firefighters and police from all over the nation, and somehow there seem to be quite a few police and firefighters who are really good at the bagpipes.



They're mostly all playing the same song -- we thought it was the Irish National Anthem, but it is actually Scotland the Brave. Bizarre. Scotland does not equal Ireland.



These are all different bagpipers.



Gorgeous horses, the same kind Nana and I saw at the Boston Commons.



Tiny, funny fire trucks:



Marines: