Monday, February 15, 2010

Lundi Gras

Another culminating Carnival season in New Orleans. I cannot believe how time slips away. It was the mid-nineties when we would make our annual pilgrimage to the Crescent City and stay in Room 3216 (actually a courtyard suite) of the Royal Sonesta on the 300 block of Bourbon Street. Those were the days of craziness and fun times and great memories.

Although my satin Mardi Gras gown fades in the closet and the beads tarnish, the memories are still quite vivid. And listening to WWOZ helps too. The picture above is from a float in the Krewe d'Etat this year. But it is quite cold today in New Orleans, and we've had our share of chilly weather, warm weather, rainy weather,... we saw it all.

I've since been to this fair, befallen city, and someday hope to spend a year of my life living there. I've never been to a place so deep in culture and history, not to mention the best food in the country. Dreaming is good, and I frequently dream of New Orleans. Sure, it is corrupt, dirty and depressed, but this adds to its vivacity. I wonder what it it like to live in the Faubourg Marigny?

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I can see it coming...buying a little VW Golf, packing it up and heading south down to New orl-eans.....

Jeff Westcott said...

...or a 1972 vw weekender.

Anonymous said...

LOL.... see you saturday, my mardi-gras lovin' friend...