Though the parade began at 1:30pm, our float didn't get moving until more than 2 hours later. We filled our time watching the highly entertaining dancers and performers, eating snacks and trying to keep ourselves hydrated. The streets were packed with people sitting on lawn chairs shaded under their umbrellas and canopies, many of whom had brought coolers full of food and drinks. High on our list of jaw-dropping moments were the hundreds (not even exaggerating) of majorettes that were decked out in neon colours, sparkles and white go-go boots marching their way along the parade route. Quinn was so impressed that he said that when he grows up maybe he can be a dancer like them -- let's hope he prefers a less revealing costume. After five hours of "Bermuda Day", we were sun-drenched and ready to head home to put our feet up. Another memorable holiday in our new country; now, what will "Heroes Day" in June bring?
