The rain was intense tonight but Luz and Christian refuse to miss out on a single float. James and I were little soldiers and tried to make it through the second parade, but we just could not do it, there were not enough Skittles to bribe his tired 3 year-old body. I was happy to head home with him and to miss the deluge. He is excited though, we all are. Friends and family are in town. We have an excuse to stay up late and eat bbq and Zapp's potato chips and drink beer and wine (and king cake flavored vodka) long after bedtime. And it feels nice. If you have never experienced Mardi Gras in NOLA, you need to do it as soon as possible. It is exhausting, but it is the best.