Tuesday, March 04, 2014

Happy Mardi Gras!

'Tis the day! No sleeping in. Got to get out there and catch those 8 a.m. parades.1 Up and at 'em. No lollygagging!

Hoopla and nonsense throughout the morning. Absurd amounts of hoopla and nonsense. On into the afternoon. Until everyone is absolutely exhausted, can't handle another ounce of fun. Done. The sun may still be up, but the day is over. Back home to recuperate. And we say goodbye to Carnival. Until next year...

1 I was coordinating this morning's plans with an out-of-town friend who is visiting Mardi Gras for the first, and he was struggling to believe how early the festivities start. I explained, basically take a regular raging-party time and moving everything forward twelve hours: kick off at seven-something, then on into the wee hours of the afternoon. Switch the "a.m" and the "p.m.". Makes sense, non?

1 comment:

  1. I guess it is never tooearly to party in The Big Easy!!