Pilgrim watching in Surry Hills

So I just went out to buy one of the lovely fresh breads from The Baker’s Bun in Baptist Street, and on the way back paused in the park up by the Northcott and watched the passing parade.

And what a sight it is, I have to say.

Devonshire Street — maybe 500 metres from where I live — is one of the main pilgrimage routes to Randwick. It’s just a shame I don’t have a camera…

Best music came from a large group of Argentinians. There was another big group from India whose music was interesting too. More flags than I have on my new flag widget.

So there was I, a man in black of course. (Black has been declared the in colour this weekend by the GLBT community.) No kiss-in happening near where I was, but I wouldn’t have minded kissing the French flag carrier…

Seriously, whatever else one might think of it, this really is one spectacular cultural event for Sydney.