On the ride home, some five hours later, I sat next to the clowns again, all of us sitting in the exact same seats. Maybe we were on the same schedule, or maybe the Magazine bus came only once that afternoon because we also had the same driver. It sure seemed that way, as I waited for at least 45 minutes and had considered hitching a ride back uptown. Of course, parades came down St. Charles Avenue and onto Canal Street all day long, so it was challenging to get a transit bus through.
A blog about the special cultural, but little known, aspects of New Orleans.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Mardi Gras in the Quarter is splendid
On the ride home, some five hours later, I sat next to the clowns again, all of us sitting in the exact same seats. Maybe we were on the same schedule, or maybe the Magazine bus came only once that afternoon because we also had the same driver. It sure seemed that way, as I waited for at least 45 minutes and had considered hitching a ride back uptown. Of course, parades came down St. Charles Avenue and onto Canal Street all day long, so it was challenging to get a transit bus through.
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