A Face in the Crowd

Growing up in a small town, I have an instinctual fear and dislike of large crowds.
That being said, I have a lot of dreams that involve big stuff -- stuff that draws huge crowds. 
Just once (for each occasion, that is), I would love to go to the celebrations and be a part of those longstanding traditions. To park miles and miles away, stand all day long, be really cold and then hot and then rained on. To say you were there. To feel the energy and witness the herculean efforts it takes to pull off these giant parties in the streets. To be a part of the traditions that we hold as our own, as a source of national identity. To watch people make fools of themselves or see them make memories with their small children. To make your own memories. I'd say that's pretty cool, and worth the [potential] hassles, wouldn't you?

Today, these crowd-wowing occasions include All-American holiday celebrations.

New Year's Eve

Location: Times Square

Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade
Location: New York City

Mardi Gras
Location: New Orleans

These are the big three that come to mind. Once is enough for events like these, I think, but never seems like a sad shame. I'm sure there are plenty of other American occasions that deserve equal fanfare. What are your Top 3?

I know it is more traditional to "give up" something during Lent. I guess you could say I'll be "giving up" reality for just a little bit. The next 40 days (and posts) are dedicated to dreams. So we're giving up limitations, fear, uncertainty.... and allowing ourselves to dream no matter how wild or crazy or out-of-this-world that dream might be! 

40 Days of Dreams 

Sarah :: Plucky in Love

Sarah, aka "Plucky", blogs on the reg, unless she's on vacation or there's a Pretty Little Liars marathon or she's mulling over the implications of the phrase "on fleek." She can't live without iced coffee, a portable phone charger, or equal pay. Say hello!

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