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.
Thursday, February 7, 2008
24 Hours: Mardi Gras: 22:00
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bourbon street,
downtown,
french quater,
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