A mile of marching

It’s really more than a mile. The A&M marching band formed up across the river and stepped out lively at 1 pm, headed across the bridge and up toward the Capitol. And when the parade disbanded, most of the marchers headed back across the river. Only the mounted contingent headed southward in the street, accompanied by their faithful cleaners-up and their wheelbarrow; the remainder of those afoot walked back on the sidewalks. We walked up to Eleventh Street and then we walked back down. Manuel’s was closed; McCormick & Schmick had people waiting to be seated to dine; the same was true at the Shoreline. H-E-B closed at 2 pm; at 2:30, Luby’s was still going strong, with the line of people not quite out the door. I love to see people strolling around downtown on a beautiful day like today. There’d be more in the way of visuals, but the batteries in my toy camera were old, and we thought that the Flip was on when it wasn’t, so that there are just two not-so-good videos on line. Parades must be enjoyed on the spot, anyhow; nothing’s ever been invented that captures how wonderful they are.