12am. Midnight! It's over! The police come walking down Bourbon Street telling every one to go away, at least get the hell off the street.
If you don't they yell at you.I hope you enjoyed the photos.
Thursday, February 7, 2008
24 Hours: Mardi Gras: 24:00
12am. Midnight! It's over! The police come walking down Bourbon Street telling every one to go away, at least get the hell off the street.If you don't they yell at you.I hope you enjoyed the photos.
24 Hours: Mardi Gras: 23:00
11pm. The end is so close I can taste it, or is that just the stench of Bourbon Street. My desire to take pictures is pretty much gone. The quality, if there ever was much, is pretty much gone. I don't know why I took a picture of this dog.
Steve made this sign, so he proudly hides his face in shame and poses in front of it.
weeee!
24 Hours: Mardi Gras: 22:00
10pm. Still tired but I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. I run into Jimmy from Denver in the bathroom line at Molly's. Me and Jimmy played phone tag for two years in Denver and we finally meet up, by chance, in New Orleans.
Outside of Molly's the crowd still gathers.
Inside it's pretty much standing room only. But it's time for me to leave and travel down the dreaded Bourbon Street.
Upon arrival of Bourbon Street we meet up with our Jesus Freaks again.
Basically all you see is large crowds from this point on.
Brilliant marketing.
24 Hours: Mardi Gras: 20:00
8pm. Really want to sleep now. Still out on Frenchman street. Thinking of walking over to Molly's.
I doubt Dean remembers this picture.
24 Hours: Mardi Gras: 19:00
7pm. Had to go back to the R Bar for a little bit. Can almost feel this thing ending.
Outside though the folks have no clear vision of the end.
Back on Frenchman again, no slow down yet.
Everyone loves fire.
A little Brazil representation.
I'M RICK JAMES!
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