Call Me A Dork, But Let's MUM

I love Philadelphia and New Years. But forget Cheesesteaks and getting drunk, my favorite part of each is the annual Mummer's Parade. This year was the first year I went instead of watching it on TV. It really was a good occasion for taking the train. The view was definitely better from higher up, but there was a lot of interesting behind-the-scenes type stuff. The ingenuity and creativity of these people who spend the whole year planning to dress up in thousands of feathers and sequins is really impressive. Most are Irish and Italian families from South Philly who have been Mumming for generations. I love it. There were also some cops in these S.S.-like leather jackets. Not like the blurred woman in the foreground of this picture, but very rediculous-looking. I really like this picture because of all the things in it—blurred police woman, disgruntled cat woman, fancy streetlamp, and an assortment of colors.