At 11:30 that night The Newlyweds arrived. Traffic getting to the Bay Bridge was bad, which delayed their arrival. We celebrated Michael's milestone (30th) birthday with a cake and pomegranite martinis. They brought the pomegranite liqueur as part of our 'pomegranite weekend', similar to the 'blueberry weekend' we'd had for Memorial Day. We stayed up talking until 2:00am!
Fri morning after breakfast we walked 2 blocks into town for the arts and crafts festival. We were really puzzled to find 2 fire trucks and a bunch of kids engaged in various games instead. Quite sarcastically I said out loud "Did we not pass 81 signs between the house and here indicating there would be an arts and crafts show here on the 1st Sat of July???" Then Jamie cleared up the confusion for me by stating "Today is Friday." Strike 1. So we attempted to stroll along quaint Second St but the kids and fire trucks proved too much, so we walked back home and talked for awhile.
At 1:00 we walked down to the canal for the 4th of July boat parade. There were already plenty of people there when we arrived, but we got a good viewing spot in the shade. And then we waited... for an hour. Finally at 2:00 we were starving so we walked back home to eat lunch, having seen not 1 decorated boat. Strike 2. (I later learned that Lewes had postponed the boat parade until 2:00, so it likely started right after we left.)
After lunch we decorated my car for the 4th of July Doo-Dah parade. The Doo-Dah parade is made up of anyone and everyone who wants to be in it. There are no elected officials or beauty queens; just regular folks. We learned that years ago there used to be an official Lewes-sponsored 4th of July parade, but that several participants had gotten quite drunk at their cook-outs and behaved badly in the parade, causing Lewes to stop having the parade for a few years. Then some families decided there should be a 4th of July parade, but since Lewes had officially decided there would be no more 4th of July parades, the families called it a Doo-Dah parade and its been a growing in popularity ever since.
Here are a few photos of our pre-parade preparations. (All photos may be clicked to enlarge them.) That's me by the driver's door in the orange/blue shirt and Michael (of the Newlyweds) attaching the flag to the antenna.







What group always signals the beginning of a parade? Tykes on Bikes, of course!






















I can't tell you how FUN the parade was! There were tons and tons of spectators cheering, clapping, and whistling for us. Now I feel like I want to enter all the upcoming parades within a 50 mile radius so I can do this again and again.
After the parade we parked the car and walked back to the cook-out at Mike & Steve's. We ate and visited some more before walking back home. We un-decorated the car and sat around and talked until dark. Just as we were walking out the door to walk down to the beach for the fireworks, it started raining. We sat on the wrap around porch for about 40 minutes, talking and listening to the rain, hoping it would stop so the fireworks wouldn't be rained out. But thunder and lots of lightening turned the shower into a storm, so we went back inside.
All in all it was a terrific day, but the parade was definitely the highlight.
6 comments:
Personally I feel the bunting was misused. You should have done a "fan dance" with them.
(oh, and I got an email response from Heinz Deli Mayo!)
First of all, you are just TOO cute!!! And I think for next year's parade YOU get to wear the tiara.
"Tykes on Bikes"...priceless.
XOXOXOXO
Finally, the face is revealed...and a cute face too!
What a fun parade!
Awww. You live in a little fictional town. I used to live in Mayberry, no kidding, the acutal town Andy Griffith grew up in, I lived there.
Wow! Looks like a lot more fun than our neighborhood! But we did get free ice cream!
Loved the decorations!
It's called Mount Airy really, but it's "Mayberry". Gayberry sounds much more fun.
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