Mardi Gras was a lot of fun. I'm glad for once I was spontaneous and just decided to go; the week of hell before and after it was so worth it.
Despite the 9 hour drive there and back, I think we really made use of our Saturday there. We ate the best beignets I've ever tasted, had our faces painted, watched street performances, shopped, ate gumbo, jumbalaya, crawfish etoufee, stuffed crab, oysters, and pecan pie, gossiped and laughed, watched parades and caught tons of beads.
And contrary to popular belief, flashing is noT required to obtain beads. There is a parade during the day that consists of kids, families and tourists where you can get a crapload of beads. It's at night on Bourbon street that the pervs rent out balconies and dangle cheap baubles to entice drunken hoes to flash their fake assets.
I must say though, it was quite an experience. We got to observe human beings at their most primitive level; trading sex for trinkets. It was disgusting how some girls would willingly give up their dignity for a necklace you could buy next door for a few dollars. Why not just whore yourself? You'd earn a higher return.
What disgusted me just as much, if not more, were the nasty men (too many of them balding and grey-haired) who taunted and leered at the girls. I mean, I guess it's all in the spirit of the festival and all, but it strikes me as quite ironic that the month right before what is supposed to be a period of 'soul searching and repentance' consists of drunken revelry and cheap thrills.
Either way, it was a lot of fun. Thanks for peer pressuring me into it, guys. This will definitely will go down in my books as one of the most memorable college experiences. Kristal, Thao, Denise, Louis, Chris, and Nicky - I hope despite all we witnessed together, we'll all manage to stay suite and innocent =).
Despite the 9 hour drive there and back, I think we really made use of our Saturday there. We ate the best beignets I've ever tasted, had our faces painted, watched street performances, shopped, ate gumbo, jumbalaya, crawfish etoufee, stuffed crab, oysters, and pecan pie, gossiped and laughed, watched parades and caught tons of beads.
And contrary to popular belief, flashing is noT required to obtain beads. There is a parade during the day that consists of kids, families and tourists where you can get a crapload of beads. It's at night on Bourbon street that the pervs rent out balconies and dangle cheap baubles to entice drunken hoes to flash their fake assets.
I must say though, it was quite an experience. We got to observe human beings at their most primitive level; trading sex for trinkets. It was disgusting how some girls would willingly give up their dignity for a necklace you could buy next door for a few dollars. Why not just whore yourself? You'd earn a higher return.
What disgusted me just as much, if not more, were the nasty men (too many of them balding and grey-haired) who taunted and leered at the girls. I mean, I guess it's all in the spirit of the festival and all, but it strikes me as quite ironic that the month right before what is supposed to be a period of 'soul searching and repentance' consists of drunken revelry and cheap thrills.
Either way, it was a lot of fun. Thanks for peer pressuring me into it, guys. This will definitely will go down in my books as one of the most memorable college experiences. Kristal, Thao, Denise, Louis, Chris, and Nicky - I hope despite all we witnessed together, we'll all manage to stay suite and innocent =).
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