No kidding . . . Elizabeth and I were actually in an official Mardi Gras Parade in Mobile, Alabama! We had gone on a road trip to "find spring" somewhere south. (It sure was not spring here in Minnesota.) We loaded up all our stuff into our blue Honda Odyssey van and took off and headed to southern Texas. We arrived and found a motel. The next morning the weather report alert announced that a tornado was developing near by. So we beat it out of there. By the time the tornado had petered out we were traveling along the Gulf Coast and eventually found ourself in Mobile, Alabama.
Ah . . . it was spring! There was some kind of a parade starting to form along Mobile's main drag. Always curious, we started to drive closer to the action and, somehow got caught within the barriers set up for a parade route. All the side streets had been blocked off and there were people everywhere sitting in lawn chairs and on blankets. And . . . the plethora of elaborate floats. (I just wanted to use that "plethora" word.)
There was no way we could leave the parade route! We were in the parade and couldn't leave (even if we wanted to) and so we went with the flow along the whole way in our blue Honda Odyssey with all our stuff. We waved and waved to the crowds who probably wondered what celebrities we were.
We thought Mardi Gras was something celebrated in New Orleans - not across the south, silly northerners we are.
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