The Grey Cup Parade was surprising, being used to the often semi-naked rainbow of talent in the Pride Parade. I didn’t watch the whole thing but I was impressed by the talent of several high school marching bands I saw high-stepping their way through the puddles on the street, seemingly oblivious to the drenching rain. These Irish Scottish dancers in their beautiful tartans were queuing up near Chapters on Robson Street, and close by were Hungarian dancers in wonderful full-skirted traditional dress.