Tuesday, July 12, 2005
Independence Day
For the Fourth of July (Independence Day, sometimes referred to as Thanksgiving in Britain), we visited our friends Chris and Gillian and their two sons in Evanston. Chris's parents were also visiting from England. In the afternoon we went to Evanston's parade to celebrate the day. Note that Chloë hasn't quite got the hang of facing the interesting side of the street. 
This is quite the oddest thing I have ever seen in a parade: an old iron lung being towed along the street. Rotary International (which happens to be based in Evanston) is proud of the work it is doing to eradicate polio. I looked for a hand waving from one of the little windows, but it seemed to be empty, which quite frankly spoiled it for me.
Don't rain on my parade... but sadly it did. Fortunately we had a shop doorway to shelter in.
Our friend Gillian is the managing director of Redmoon Theater. Their Bug Brigade spectacle was in the parade.
Finally, exhausted and slightly damp, we made our way back to Chris and Gillian's house for a slap-up feed.
This is quite the oddest thing I have ever seen in a parade: an old iron lung being towed along the street. Rotary International (which happens to be based in Evanston) is proud of the work it is doing to eradicate polio. I looked for a hand waving from one of the little windows, but it seemed to be empty, which quite frankly spoiled it for me.
Don't rain on my parade... but sadly it did. Fortunately we had a shop doorway to shelter in.
Our friend Gillian is the managing director of Redmoon Theater. Their Bug Brigade spectacle was in the parade.
Finally, exhausted and slightly damp, we made our way back to Chris and Gillian's house for a slap-up feed.
