It's still daytime but we arrive for the Night Parade and find our seats. But first the race before the parade.  Follow all my Fiesta adventures here.

In the shadow of the Alamo Cenotaph... In the shadow of the old Post Office... In the Shadow of the Emily Morgan Hotel, Where free enterprise is alive and well. Vendors hawk their wares up and down the parade route. Or should I say hawk their junk? The the race before the night parade begins. Is that a smurf or an avatar?  STILL haven't seen that movie. Go Spurs Go. Obligatory Mexican Sombrero. Obligatory Spurs Jersey. Not too sure about that wig? Rastaman still chasing happy 420 day. Are these the Blues Brothers in running shorts? Mean Mascara. This is a Transformer right? Love this couples shirts. Mmmm.  Puffy Tacos. Super Girl. Here comes the bride... Rub a dub dub... Bud Man. The Burger King and Jack. I think I remember this dude from last year. I'm thinking if this viejita can run this race, I can at least try it next year. Yaba Daba Do. The eye in the sky keeping us all safe.  We actually saw homeland security trucks everywhere but I didn't dare take a picture because I didn't want to go to jail.

3.8 Stars out of 5

PS:  NIght Parade Pix are here.