Post Mardi Gras observations:
* nobody was wilding (like in other cities) and the cops were laid back
* everyone had a hustle
* was not feeling the intergrated-in-blackface Zulu Krewe
* it wasn’t the heat, it was the humidity
* the missionaries stuck to their convictions in the midst of everything – much respect
* didn’t expect to see blind people with canes in the French Quarter
* also didn’t expect to see someone in a wheelchair flashing for beads
* saw plenty of material being shot for next year’s “Girls Gone Wild”