West Point Crab Carnival II

One of the highlights of Saturday's 

West Point Crab Carnival was the parade.

Grand Marshal.  Nice car.

This fellow (and the propeller on his cap)
certainly made me laugh caught my attention.

As did this painting which was in the booth just
over the clown's shoulder (above).
The colors sort of match the clown's attire.
(Also, it looks like she's staring at him,
thinking, "What the......?") 

There were lots of really cute kids.

Some were waving.

(Others were picking.)

I want to know what I have to do to get one of these outfits.

Must. Have. 

I wonder if this place works on crabby people too?
I might need an extended stay.

Y indeed.

There were lots and lots of cars in the parade.

(I just love the older cars.)

Smokey and the Bandit, anyone?
( Jackie Gleason's was my favorite character in that movie.)

This car was one of my favorites.

She color coordinated her outfit with the vehicle.
(I love that hat.)

There were a few horses.

And at least one pig hat.
(Evidently I'm obsessed with hats.)
(Yes, I did bring my crab hat but 
only wore it briefly, towards the end.)

The West Point Crab Carnival was more fun than a bushel basket of crabs and a barrel of monkeys.

I highly recommend if you've never been.

I highly recommend even if you have been.

I highly recommend it.

The End.

West Point Crab Carnival

Once upon a sunny Saturday, Chesapeake Bay Woman went to the West Point Crab Carnival.

The streets were lined with booths boasting arts, crafts, services, 

products, alpacas, hogwash soaps, elephant ears, 

funnel cakes, bologna burgers, and big questions.

This booth was asking Big Questions.  My answer was yes,
as a matter of fact I'm on my way now.
(Because the funnel cake booth is only steps away.)
(Click on the image if you can't read the question.)

Alpacas.  In West Point.  At a crab carnival.
This crab carnival is nothing if not unusual diverse.

One of the more interesting exhibits was this living statue.  Living statue is not only an oxymoron but the term used for a man who spray paints himself in gold and sits as still as can be, on display, without so much as a flinch, while onlookers point and gawk talk about him as if he isn't there.

In other words, he pretends to be a statue.

Well, he pretends to be a statue until he needs a break,

and then he sits on his car and eats a banana.

Moving right along, 

Step right up, folks!  Get your FRESH ELEPHANT EARS here!

Fries made of ribbons and burgers made of bologna.
There's something even for the least most discriminating palate.

Of course there were crabs.

And other delectables.

The West Point Crab Carnival is an equal opportunity 
seafood festival that does not discriminate against oysters.

Stay tuned for more photos 
from the West Point Crab Carnival parade.

What did you do this weekend? 

 Have you eaten a bologna burger?

What about elephant ears? Were they fresh?

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