I was an entire hour early for work yesterday (Sunday) due to … me thinking it was Saturday. DUH. So I ran out the door, caught the early early bus and hurried almost all the way to work and then realized I was early, so I sat out on a patio sipping my usual americano…when I heard a marching band! What the…? Suddenly the entire street filled up with naval cadets. There was all kinds of higher-ups yelling, and men and women stepping at the same time…you know, navy stuff. It was neat.
*I am really hoping “little people” is still the PC term. I haven’t kept abreast** of the situation.
**heh heh I said “a breast”