So my plan for Mardi Gras usually consists of staying in my jammies, safe and off the streets and far far away from New Orleans and the parades. It's not that I don't like going or participating, its just really not my cup of tea, so to speak. In my early 20s, then yes, I was an avid party-going Louisianian. Now that I'm graciously approaching 40, I'd really just rather stay at home. But this year, my lovely mother, got to cross an item off her bucket list. She was invited (at the last minute) to ride in the Spanish Town Mardi Gras parade. The parade is the biggest one in Baton Rouge and oh so full of color and excitement!
My plan for yesterday was to get up, go get my run in, home and shower then meet mom to help her carry the beads from her car to the float. Those suckers can get really, really heavy. Well about 6 am she calls and throws and audible, wants to know if she can come to my house so we can ride together then I can drop her off with the beads then head off to pick up my aunt then get back to the parade route and pick our spot. So my long run turned into only a 22 minute one, then I had to rush around, shower and get ready.
So I got my mom dropped off then went to pick up my aunt. We ended up having to park a good ways away at a local casino, then walked all the way to the parade route. I wish I would have turned on my endomondo app to see just how much we did. I estimated that we walked about an hour total, which isn't too bad. I'm actually a little sore this morning and my back hurts a little bit. I think it's from the yelling, stretching and grabbing for beads!
I didn't take too many pictures since I'm so short and they mostly would have been looking at the backs of peoples heads! But here are just a few:
|A few floats going by|
|Me and my aunt|
|"Throw me something, Mommy"|
|Bead neck - apparently it is a thing. Neck is also a little sore today!|