Our 5th, closing in on the residential longevity record we set for ourselves in Missouri 1993-1998. Everything went off exactly like we remembered it from last year, although that sameness did make us worry a bit about stagnation on the part of the organizers.
Friday night street party was well attended.
The parade seemed to have more cows and fewer floats/bands. We confirmed last year’s observation that the parade is more fun after mimosas.
One congressman in surprisingly cool shoes, a couple of pageant winners (one of whom was seen the day before wearing her sash and pushing a stroller around town, not quite sure what to make of that) and of course evening gown-clad Alfred, seemingly born to be an honorary grand marshal.
Alpacas always a hit.
Hard work for everyone, go home and rest, see you next year!
Brattleboro Adventure – the Auckland Edition 
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