Carnival in England

Over the August bank holiday every year, Notting Hill has its Carnival, where people parade down the street, dance to music, get drunk, eat street food, and pay large sums of money to use residents' bathrooms. I went with some folks from work, including Nir, who was (and still is, although he’s not in London any more) visiting England for a wedding.

Here’s a picture of one of the parades:


And a picture of one of the sound system set-ups:


(This particular place was playing “These Boots Are Made for Walkin’,” although reggae was more common elsewhere).

On Monday night, Nir and I went to see this play. It was really good, but is it truly cultural if there are no hot pants or full-frontal nudity? I’m just not sure.