I am not sure I'll remember this when I'm older, but it was definitely a peak experience seeing thousands of people run past the very same spot my Mama, Papa, and I stroll down every day. Plus, Papa drummed for all the runners.
Well I guess it was a little warm for fur...72 degrees on Oct.31st. My Dad was right to make a global warming film. Thankfully, my mom let me open my monkey shirt to let the air in.