Escape from the Blizzard(s)
Despite two blizzards, or maybe because of them, my friends and I were determined to get to Mardi Gras. A cancelled flight on Thursday? No problem! We'll fly to Birmingham, rent a minivan, and drive 6 and a half hours overnight to get to New Orleans. Snow in Birmingham? Well, we'll just pretend that's not going to happen. A train an hour late leaving the station to get to the airport? We'll take a taxi!
We got to my parents' around 3:30 on Saturday morning, crashed for a few hours, and then spent the next 4 days at various parties which included bartenders, fried turkey, and of course, Mardi Gras beads.
So fun! I honestly had forgotten how much I love Mardi Gras, and I am now planning to make an annual pilgrimage.