The crowd seemed a little heavier since the last time I was at Lafitte's Blacksmith shop back when Displaced Louisiana Guy came to town. (That was September. So long ago. Get back here, fella...and bring your dad!)
Wednesday, March 01, 2017
More yesterday
So after the Indians forced me to go outside, I figured I might as well go wandering a bit and see what Mardi Gras had going on Frenchmen Street and in the Quarter. Just for a bit. Because I was sick and resting.
There were bands, large and small.
Seems everyone was in a costume...or just letting their freak flag fly. Hey--I don't judge any more.
A portable stripper stage. Genius!
BOurbon Street--where the Tooth Fairy meets up with a couple selfie-obsessed pirates and Santa Claus.
Lightweight. Passed out drunk by 3PM, and no one around him seems to even notice. (And yes, I checked on him as well as the other two that I found lying in the street earlier. Some people just shouldn't drink.)
The crowd seemed a little heavier since the last time I was at Lafitte's Blacksmith shop back when Displaced Louisiana Guy came to town. (That was September. So long ago. Get back here, fella...and bring your dad!)
I came, I saw, I went home.
The crowd seemed a little heavier since the last time I was at Lafitte's Blacksmith shop back when Displaced Louisiana Guy came to town. (That was September. So long ago. Get back here, fella...and bring your dad!)
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Looks like fun! I we DO need to hang out again!
ReplyDeleteDo any of these people work? It seems as if every day is a party. Who covers their bar tabs?
ReplyDeleteIt's a holiday here. Everyone except service industry and police has it off. And tourists. Hotels area-wide are over 99% occupancy. Most locals don't go anywhere near the French Quarter so you're basically seeing tourons down there. (Touron = tourist + moron)
DeleteYep, NOT the time to be booking a hotel...
ReplyDeleteTruly the Hurricane Katrina didn't teach them a thing.
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