Last night, Sam and I took the Little Jedi to see Mardi Gras parades. This is our first year living in the city during Mardi Gras; Little Jedi had never been to a New Orleans Mardi Gras parade, and I’d never been to one, period. We were lucky to have been invited to spend the evening on the balcony of the Avenue Pub on St. Charles with the Rolling Elvi, which meant we got to see the parades from a wonderful vantage point and were furnished with food and drink. As I’ve mentioned before, these ladies and gents have been wonderful to us, and Sam’s film has been a process of experience NOLA culture for me. Last night was no exception.
Things got chilly eventually, so Little Jedi climbed into my jacket