On Sunday, Todd and I took the El all the way down to 95th (the farthest south on the Red Line; see map..). That was about 120 blocks. Then we hopped a bus 24 block west. Followed by a trek by foot of almost 20 blocks down to 112th to St. Cajetan's for mass. And we were there by 9am. Well, a little bit late, but we heard the end of the opening song, which was perhaps the third song of the mass. Them South Side Irish like their songs. :) Then on to the parade.
A float was parked right in front of us.
The general chaos that was the beginning of the parade route
In the parking lot of a BP station, the Chicago Stock Yards Kilty Band warms up for the big show.
Some of Chicago's famous mounted police. It seemed these two could have used some more equine training, because more than once, the horses got nicely spooked and people went running.
A milieu of Irish and USA flags.
