Monday, 7 February 2005

The Mardi Gras plague

Glenn Reynolds notes a decline in class attendance at UT-Knoxville:

My classes are notably empty, and many of the students who are there are hacking, coughing and looking miserable.

I’ve noticed the same thing. Glenn blames the flu. I blame New Orleans.

Incidentally, the only tourist experience that I think possibly could be worse than Bourbon Street (in general) is Bourbon Street at Mardi Gras. But, if someone figures out a way to have Mardi Gras without the accompanying crowd of drunk teenagers I’m there.


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I thought the drunk teenagers were the whole point of Mardi Gras in New Orleans.


I always thought the whole point of Mardi Gras in N’awlins was watching the “Will flash breasts for beads” transactions. Granted, some of the parties to those transactions are drunk teenagers, but I’m pretty sure not all are….


Mardis Gras, already? I thought I heard something about it on the news.

Y’all can tell what city I don’t live in.

[Permalink] 4. Jennifer wrote @ Wed, 9 Feb 2005, 4:07 pm CST:

You could try the original Mardi Gras in Mobile, AL. Even better than Fat Tuesday is Joe Cain Day which is the Sunday before.

[Permalink] 5. Randal Woodland wrote @ Sun, 13 Feb 2005, 10:42 pm CST:

The drunk teenagers are, by and large, confined to six blocks of Bourbon Street. It’s a big city—go somewhere else!

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