San Francisco is the place to come for parades. Every month another one comes along, from Chinese New Year to St Patrick’s Day. Today it was the turn of Japantown to host their Cherry Blossom Festival.
Unluckily they’d picked the hottest day of the year. Us frail British sweltered in the shade, sweating even more as we watched those in the parade struggle by playing drums, carrying floats, and generally doing things that should not be attemped in 30C+ heat.
Miss Cherry Blossom herself.
Drummers enjoy the sun.
Strange disembodied head that the boy scouts twirled at every opportunity.
Queen Anat is happy with her elevated position.
More drummers.
You know you’re in Japantown when…
The grand finale. It was actually the full moon festival.
