Have I mentioned that my friend Sara Gran is leaving? Like many people here who actually have options, she and her boyfriend/hubby have decided to move on. It is hard to sit around waiting, trying to decide whether to fight, or write, or look for work, or volunteer, or write, or look for another place to live, or worry about being shot, or consider buying a place, or look for a job, or change the locks, or meet with the Mayor in order to be told that "We are all just pawns in a bigger game." And so people move on.
Meanwhile, I spent Friday running pre-holiday errands: the bank, the bills, groceries, drug store, dog food. Anything I might need in the next week. What people who haven't ever experienced Mardi Gras may not realize is this: it is an actual holiday. The banks shut down. There is no mail. And the traffic is awful. So you have to have your supplies ready.
It has been too cold to go to any parades so far, but I hope to make it to something eventually. Tuesday morning the St. Anne parade starts a few blocks away as residents march into the Quarter. But like everything else in New Orleans, there are now factions involved: those who want to begin at the traditional point on Clouet in Bywater, and those who want to reroute the parade with a Marigny starting point. Again, the fact that every effort in the city becomes ego driven rather than anything else is exhausting.
Anyone have a job for me out there??