The parading Mardi Gras revelers of the Krewe du Vieux Carre, generally referred to as the "Crew do voo," marched last night through the Marigny and French Quarter of New Orleans, slinging beads, sexual innuendo, and satirical political commentary along the route of their parade. Unseasonably chilly temperatures inspired some of the fastest parade marching I've ever witnessed, but the climate could not chill the revels. It kind of reminded me of a party in Antarctica.
Originally the diary of 4 months spent in Antarctica working as a documentary film sound recordist, this blog has evolved into an online repository for the thoughts, travels and trivia of the writer Richard Fleming. For McMurdo Station, Antarctica, and polar exploration, see August through December of '06. Currently you are likely to find in these pages chronicles of my actual and literary meanderings, as well as notes on my many other passions. Also, did I mention I wrote a book?
1/31/2010
Krewe du Vieux
The parading Mardi Gras revelers of the Krewe du Vieux Carre, generally referred to as the "Crew do voo," marched last night through the Marigny and French Quarter of New Orleans, slinging beads, sexual innuendo, and satirical political commentary along the route of their parade. Unseasonably chilly temperatures inspired some of the fastest parade marching I've ever witnessed, but the climate could not chill the revels. It kind of reminded me of a party in Antarctica.
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