I am so glad that Mardi Gras is over. Don't get me wrong, I had such a great time but I am so exhausted. From parades to walking basically across the whole time to staying up late (or all night), I don't think my body could take anymore.
My best friend from home who now goes to school in Washington, DC came to visit and celebrate carnival season last Friday. Friday night after I picked her up from the airport, we got to see that last bit of Morpheus then Muses. We got some sleeping masks from Muses (which can be seen in the pictures). While we were walking around that night, we ran into some people from Charleston that we knew. We didn't even know that they were planning on coming, so it's funny that out of all the people on the streets during Mardi Gras, we randomly saw two that we knew.
On Saturday morning, I went to Isis and Tucks and had an absolute blast. We made friends with all of the oldish people that had a site next to my friends and played with their kids, ate their food, and drank their beverages. After those two parades, we ended up walking back to my sisters' house on Broadway (where we stayed over the weekend) and took a nap. We missed Endymion due to extreme lack of sleep, and I heard mixed reviews from people about that parade but I still really want to go next year. Saturday night, I unfortunately had to expose my friend to the disgustingness of the Boot. She really wanted to go at least once while visiting because she had heard many stories about it before.
Sunday night I went to Bacchus and loved it. I can't even remember what I did that night (not even in a drunken way, just because I did so much this weekend). But my Monday and Tuesday were soo much fun. I made it to Zulu and Rex on Tuesday after not sleeping at all on Monday night. Zulu was so cold that I hardly got to enjoy it because I was so miserable. But after it warmed up a little bit and I got less tired, I had a blast at Rex. Rex ended up being my favorite parade of the weekend, and I really hope that I can make it there every other year.
On Wednesday when I woke up, I had the stomach flu. It was a miserable way to end a great Mardi Gras weekend.
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