Mardi Gras in The French Quarter.
That’s where I felt like going yesterday. I wanted to photograph a small parade called Bosom Buddies. You can guess what they are about. I also wanted to walk around the Quarter and take a few pictures of Mardi Gras decorations, which I hadn’t gotten around to yet.
I, like just about everybody who lives in New Orleans, kind of dreads going to the Quarter during Mardi Gras. On street parking is rare and you have to be very careful where you park. If you get towed, the total bill is $237.50. If you park in a lot which might normally cost $10 for all day, the price rises the closer you get to Mardi Gras Day. Today, the lot price was $30. On Mardi Gras Day it will be $50. It doesn’t matter which lot you choose. There is only one owner.
Usually, we park in Treme and just walk to the Quarter. But, we were there early enough that I thought I’d take a chance. We found an on street parking space in about two minutes. But, like at Royal Street and Esplanade. A bit of a walk to the heart of things. But, that’s okay. We called it our morning walk.
Luck was with us.
I’ve gotten used to working in low light. I wasn’t quite sure what to do with all this bright sunlight. I figured it out. Taking pictures gets real easy when you aren’t dealing with all sorts of weird and low, low light.
This is a little bit of what I saw. I hate to say it, but now I’m suffering from an embarrassment of riches. I have no idea how to show you most of the worthy work and still keep it a little timely. I also want to go back right after Carnival comes to an end. See the picture called, “Beads, Beads, Beads?” Think about how striking that would be with the light turned on at around dusk. Even though a large part of The Quarter gets scrubbed at the stroke of midnight on Mardi Gras Night, beads like those will remain.
Then, there’s Ash Wednesday. The very next day. Lent, when we repent for whatever we did during Mardi Gras.