Rowdy Taoists Downtown.

A rowdy Taoist tourist.

A few minutes after midnight, there's a pleasant ruckus coming up the street.  No sight is more cheerful than a group of chums, stumbling arm-in-arm, singing boisterous Taoist drinking songs.  They usually don't head home this early, so it's doubly nice that everyone on the block is still up, and can join in.

I saw it on Urquhart Street.