This is gearing up right outside of our front door. We live right on the main street (check out the "panoramae" in that last link) and since it will be lined with classic cars and gaping people, we had to repark our car for the night several blocks away.
No matter. Back when we lived in trendy Northwest Portland it took an hour to park, and anything within 10 blocks was an excellent find. We can repark one day a year for the sake of a few hundred classic cars.
Tomorrow, Amy and I are having our second wedding reception. This one's small and simple, at my mother's house.
And after we're finished with that, we'll head off to Saltimbanco.