Provo appears to be a sleepy little boondock town, that would be somewhat inconsequential if Brigham Young University and its 30,000 students had not plopped down in the middle of it. However, when it comes to the fourth of July, Provo is not a sleepy little boondock town at all. In fact is the biggest thing since deep fat fried oreos (which are actually amazing and will change your life... and unfortunately your waistline). They call the fourth of July festivities AMERICA'S FREEDOM FESTIVAL at Provo, and begin the celebration the Sunday before the fourth of July. Events include: a colonial fair, a gala, a freedom run, grand parade and Stadium of Fire. Although we were not able to participate in all of these events, we did make it to the parade. Which is a miracle since Provo city ordinance 9.14.220 states: "spectators may stake out their claim to a spot along University Avenue no earlier than July 3, 2009 at 3:00pm." Yes ladies and gentlemen, if you wanted to see the parade you had to get your running shoes on a whole 17 hours ahead of time, stake out some land, oh and sleep there overnight. I felt like I was in Oklahoma, in 1889, racing to find of the best piece of land to settle. BUT, luckily my sister had a spot reserved, so we bummed off of her and didn't sleep there overnight. Thanks Meghan!
There were at least 3 high schools with bagpipe marching bands. Oh and other awesome floats like the "Cowboy Poetry Gathering" (see above) and Utahs "Fiddling Extravaganza"
After the parade we went to the Farmer's Market
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