So I’m walking back down the beach, against the direction of the parade for the King, and the end of the procession is marked by some police cars. But wait, what’s this? There’s more.
And the more is a Hare Krishna parade. I have no idea how they persuaded City Hall to allow them to tag onto the end of the main parade; or maybe they just turned up and took advantage of a clear stretch of road. Whatever, they were all having a good time, doing the Hare Krishna mantra and handing out bags of peanuts; so they were well received. At least by me, I was starving.
