Its good when your friends know you well enough to plan your last big
harrah in New Orleans, home to my favorite food genre. And even better
when it just happens to be Mardi Gras. Dinner at Commanders
, which was worth having to dress up for. Our own balcony on
Bourbon to throw beads from. Other, less refined, delights.
BTW, if you don't like crowds, I'd recommend a less busy time of year...
Its good to be big, sometimes, like when the entire street decides to
shift down one balcony, and you're trying to go the other way.