It's been a long time since I've attended one of these parades and they never cease to put a smile on my face. I was running a little late and was afraid I was going to miss it, but as it worked out, I caught the whole thing. The "teams" are lined up by size. When I first arrived, the "teams" were goats. These big guys were (as you would expect) towards the end of the line. The gentle giants that walk so reverently are really impressive animals. The best things in life must be experienced and not just read about. One of the greatest things about this parade is the sound. The wooden wheels on the carts squeal as they roll. This sound is important to the cultural significance of the carts. The heavier the load (the greater the harvest) the louder the squeal. The loud sound signifies abundance and is a source of pride. The noise is indescribable... and the bigger the teams, the bigger the carts, the louder the noise.