St. Patricks Day in Belfast

Right now, it is raining and windy like a hurricane. The wind sounds like a screaming woman outside my wee window! Got to love living right on the cliffs of the Antrim coast.

Here are some pictures from the St. Pattys festivities in Belfast:

Spot anything kind of strange about this?

Yay for fake beards!
Not a tartan in sight.
Part of the non-sectarian violence provoking theme of 'Spring' for the parade.

The lone piper.

St. Patrick and his creepy electronic, spastic hand.
Me and Libby before hitting up the local socialist pub, the John Hewitt for the night.