Canice meets the melting pot at the Puerto Rican Day Parade

So… so… so hilarious. I missed the actual parade up Fifth Ave. but got there in time for the debauchery and crassness of the afer-party – a loose term I’d use to describe the aimless wandering up and down Madison and Park Aves. on foot and in cars, blasting bad hip-hop and hollering indecipherable things in Spanish.

A tally of things we spotted:

  • Approximate facsimiles of Fat Joe (this year’s official New York Godfather): 4
  • Puerto Rican lesbians: 4
  • Times we were called Japanese tourists: 6
  • Escalades and other luxury SUVs spotted: 512
  • Karats of real gold, collectively: 7






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