Lil’ po’ boy and I went to the parades today at the usual spot on the corner of Napoleon and St. Charles. Small crowd. Small parade.
When I heard there were five krewes rolling one after the other, I figured we would be out there all day. Instead, it was like one parade. I’m not sure how many floats there were, but they went by pretty fast, sometimes two at a time due to the lack of high school bands. The bands that marched entertained the crowd. But there were not a lot of them.
Lil’ po’ boy had fun, but he wouldn’t let me pick him up. That severely lowered my chances for catching beads. We filled up our plastic shopping bag, though.
Does anyone else miss when catching a long bead was something special?