Slade and I flew to New Orleans on Mardi Gras.
by David Rhoden. Day .
It was Mardi Gras, but I was happy enough to have missed it.
We got in around 8 p.m., about the time Mardi Gras shuts down, and we were probably lucky to get cabs into town.
I remember it was extra foggy out, and hot, compared to New York City.
We played Hangman on the flight home.