Police presence

I started at Franklin and Church Street, the west end of what was closed. This is a photo looking back at the roadblock.

Onlookers

A number of people come to Franklin just to sit on the curb and watch the costumes go by. A lot of those folks are children, and most don't wear costumes of their own. It's like people who go to New Orleans to *see* Mardi Gras rather than to actually celebrate it.

Happy Tree Friends

They high-fived me for correctly guessing what they were dressed as.

The Crowd

At ten PM there was a general yell of enthusiasm as the police closed the street to cars and opened it to people. By about half an hour later, this is what the middle of the relevant stretch looked like.

The US Olympic Ping-Pong Team

The table is also a costume. Periodically he would bend over and people would play ping-pong on him.

I CAN HAS KANDY NAO PLZ?

Most Halloweens, you see women dressed as cats. But most of the time they don't have captions.

AWESOM-O

Not much to say, really. Other than that lack of flash sucks, normal flash leaves the colors wonky and the background shit, and fill flash has its own problems as seen here.

Police with Coffee

Near the eastern end of the closed area, there was a cop distributing coffee. I think it was just for other cops, but I didn't ask.

Continuing on.

I'm out of the party, but the road is still straight - and so I follow it. (It's also still closed here, probably because this is frat row.)

Roadblock

And now I come to the other end of what's closed. The police prescribed a specific path around this intersection, so I had to deviate from my straight course - but I got back on it.

Lightsaber

Walking along a residential part of Franklin Street, these might be revelers en route to the festivities, late trick-or-treaters, or both. That pretty red glow is a light-saber somebody's swinging around across the street.

Nearing the end

The road curves right (and is at the edge of the frame), but I continue along my line.

A stopping point.

What does "untenable" really mean? I probably was physically able to go further, but I chose to stop my line when going further would involve bushwhacking through an overgrown front yard and becoming the creepy guy wandering the neighborhood in a suspicious fashion.

Looking back

From slightly off course, at the end, looking back at where I'd come from.