Well, the parade has marched by amidst swirling wind and rain, and even a few flurries. We shivered and waved. My 3 year old refused to say he was cold until he was shaking and only then could we pop into shelter for 3 minutes. Green t-shirt clad people stumble around after their breakfast of beers and eggs. It’s a fun site. A lot of public urination. Too public. Needless to say, it probably has livened up what would have been a pretty dreary day here in Newport. A few of our regular customers have popped in-thanks! Luck of the Irish to you all!
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