sit and watch the activities there. Get some of the workers there slightly inebriated. Ooops.
There would be 5 or 6 people others there, nothing to it. A nifty little New York City thing for up-late New Yorkers. Especially for those of us who wouldn't dare be seen at the parade itself.
Now it's just some nasty tourists destination, jammed with noisy onlookers who think they've discovered the Grail. Chased the New Yorkers away.
Now I know what the villagers feel like along the Cinque Terre each season.