The parades rouler and rouler and rouler
One last word on Mardi Gras before we move on. It is all about the big day. Mardi Gras is a full day. "Parades" come by about 11 where we stand, but for hours before than the costumed revelers parade down St. Charles. Then come the Marching clubs. Pete Fountain's is the most famous -- his "Half Fast Marching Club." Then Rex parades down the street in full regalia. Followed by parade after parade and extravagant float after extravagant float. More than 200 as I recall. (Get real, who's counting?)
Of course, that is not the only parade in town. Zulu is wandering its way through town. And the Mardi Gras Indians are out in much fuller regalia than Rex. The neighboring parish each have their celebrations, with the Fat City celebration in Metairie being the biggest of these bashes.
Of course if you followed yesterday's links you know that the weekend before and the nights and weekends before that are filled with parades.
Then at midnight on Fat Tuesday, it all comes to a stop. The bars and venues in the French Quarter shut down that one night at midnight. Why? Lent has begun.
The next morning all the streets will have been swept clean and the only traces of the revelry will be Mardi Gras beads hanging from trees and lamposts and what-have-you. Les bons temps are over for another year.
-- steve buser
It was a conflict, no doubt. Do you want to shoot the lights on courthouse or the pretty pink sunset. Choose. Why can't I do both?
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