I started my day at 9:00 getting ready for the bittersweet festival. My plan was to wear a skirt for the first time in days, because it was going to be in the 80's. I even put on makeup, because I was going out in public and enjoy the day being a tourist. The plan was to leave by 10:30 to see the clog dancers at 11:00 and then the parade at 12:00. Well we in the end we got to the festival a little after 11:30 and saw the end of the cloggers and then stood on the side of the street and watch the parade. For a parade for a small town it was pretty typical: horses, fire trucks, Four Wheelers, Boy Scouts, Girl Scouts, Political Candidates, and so on.
