Muses – still one of the best parades in New Orleans
It’s Carnival time and around 4 I drove my truck over to the Milan Lounge uptown and left it there. I biked home and then we all rallied at about 6 to head back uptown to catch Muses. Only every person and every publication had a different agenda – historically Muses is the third parade on the Thursday before Fat Tuesday. Generally doesn’t roll till around 7ish. Well, we got in a cab with a driver who insisted he was a home boy and knew this area (better than me was the implication) and so instead of heading down Jeff Davis and cutting up Napoleon we had to get on the stopped freeway traffic to head to Claiborne. I kept whispering Zen droppings to myself while chit chatting with him although we were all sure he was wasted out of his mind.
But I digress, I meant to write about how fabulous Muses is – the parade began with the Roller Derby girls who were all wonderful, then the lit up shoes and then the awesome butterflies. Then the big lit up shoe.
The boys were having a blast – we went by the Milan for jello shots and beers – and then headed up Milan to St Charles and caught the parade there. We caught lots of booty and ended up driving to Camelia Grill afterwards.