Ok so I was a bit lazier today.  Watched some tv before heading out to get my haircut and making a pit stop at the Royal Ground.  I blame the laziness on the late night last night.  I headed out to get a drink with my friend Iraz, just a casual low-key Monday night drink at Black Magic.  We ended up walking into a Mardi Gras kickoff party, called Lundi Gras, that was completely going off.  Beads, streamers, some guy wearing a lampshade as a hat, cajun food…the works.  At one point someone brought out his trombone and started playing When the Saints Go Marching In, and then led a marching parade around the block.  We left with beads, masks and this little rubber ducky I picked up that looks like he’s ready to party at a moment’s notice.

I’m taking the rubber ducky with me on the trip as a reminder that no matter where you go or what you do, you never really know what is going to happen.  Just like the crazy night we had last night.  And now it’s almost 10 p.m. and I still have not packed yet.  Flight is at 8:30 a.m. Let’s see if the rubber ducky helps me magically pack a lot faster.

Quack.  And party.