Mardi Gras was everything that we expected it to be. How many things can you say that about? We saw the courir ride out at the crack of dawn with people so glazed they would fall off their horses, then get back on and ride and fall off some more. We saw masks designed with holes for drinking beer. We heard some great music from all especially the Lafayette Rhythm Devils and Jeff Broussard and the Creole Cowboys. We ate home made gumbo. We danced till our legs hurt. And we saw lots of chickens beeing chased, through the mud. This year the score is chickens 10, people 0. As our friend Chris put it, "It doesn't matter if you are the first to pass out or the last, you'll know you had a good time."
One special thrill of the morning for me was a chance meeting with Chris Raymond. He is a mask maker whose fantastic Mardi Gras masks I have collected. You can see his masks in action and hear the his story about the meaning of Mardi Gras at his site almostcajun.com. Laissez les bon temps rouler!