Mardi Gras - Fat Tuesday itself (Throwback post)

Knowing that people arrive the night before to get the good spots for Tuesdays parades, we had again booked places in the stands.  The time we were not far from where the mayor and dignitaries sit, so we got a good view of him giving his toast to the Krewe royalty as they passed him.
Fat Tuesday's main parades are the two big Krewes of Zulu and Rex; they are followed by the Krewes of Elks and Crescent City, which are a conglomerate of local small businesses or private individuals who come along on decorated flatbed lorries.

Back at the start of the twentieth century, black labourers from the various local wards formed individual Benevolent Aid societies, which were a kind of co-operative insurance where everyone normally paid in their fees, but then a member or their family would get financial help from the scheme if they were ill or died.

In 1901 a group of these societies paraded in Mardi Gras, albeit that given the racial divides at the time, they only did so in the black areas of town, not with all of the rest.

Then in 1909, one of the groups known as The Tramps went to see a musical comedy which included a sketch about the Zulu Tribe.

From then on, the parade group adopted Zulu as their name and theme.


This caused some contention and antagonism during the high racial tensions of the 1960s, as many considered the theme and the dressing up as Zulu warriors to be demeaning, but they carried on and their following increased again, and by 1968 had moved onto the regular parade routes.

They are now one of the most popular parades - hence their Fat Tuesday slot - and have the most prized throw of all, the decorated coconut.

Unfortunately we were a bit further back in the stands, so whilst we got a good view, we knew we had little hope of getting one of the coconuts, as they have been banned from throwing them into the crowds due to the risk of injury.


As it happened, we did get one of the undecorated coconuts that had been cut into a speak no evil monkey, but we later gave it away.

The Zulu parade is enormous, and some of the costumes are great, but it did seem strange to see everyone wearing the big Afro wigs and being blacked up. And not just the few white people; even though most of the riders were black anyway, a number of them blacked up to give themselves a darker colour.

The last main parade was Rex.  As I mentioned in an earlier post when I talked about Comus, Rex is The King of the Carnival.  Established in 1872 and apparently based upon the Russian Grand Duke Alexis Romanoff who visited New Orleans.

It is he that gives Mardi Gras its colours of purple, gold and green, symbolising justice, power and faith respectively, and its somewhat surprising theme tune if 'If I ever cease to love', which is said either to be a favourite of the Duke's, or the song that was sung by an actress that he took a shine to.  Rex also started the tradition of handing out doubloons back in 1960.

The mayor, who by the way arrived at the parades on the back of a white horse, greets Rex and gives him the key to the city.  

The Rex floats include the Butterfly King, the Mardi Gras jester, and the white bull.  This bull first appeared back in the Mobile parades, and at one stage was a live bull, but today it s a huge white bull figure that snorts a smoky steam from its nostrils.

The rest of the floats we themed around All creatures Great and Small, and included some marvellous animal figures.

Quite a lot of people begin to leave after Rex, which I thought was rather a shame, as whilst the Elks and Crescent City Krewes are obviously less impressive and have less in the way of throws, they probably actually have to put more effort into getting themselves prepared for the parade.  The floats are basic, but they are still worth sticking around for I think.


After the parades, we decided we really ought to head up to Bourbon Street.  Whilst we like a good drink and are happy to enjoy a party, we have never really been in to the whole drink as much as you can solely to end up passed out  somewhere, which is the general gist of Bourbon Street, so we didn't plan to spend long there.  But we felt we had to see this infamous location for ourselves.

And it was indeed exactly as expected.  The beautiful ironwork balconies of the French Quarter street were covered in purple, gold and green decorations and full with people - often business hospitality groups - who pay a lot of money and reserve months and even years in advance. The street was packed solid with revellers, many of whom did not look like they had bothered with the parades at all, but had simply spent the day in the bars.

New Orleans is one of the few places where it is legal for people to take their drinks out and walk around with them, rather than being confined to or just around the bar, so people buy their huge novelty drinking cups filled with their liquor of choice and wander up and down the street.  Traditionally the people on the balconies throw them beads, so the crowds clamour for them, and this is where the tradition of women flashing for beads comes from.

It is a source of great regret to many of the local people that so many people now associate Mardi Gras with the raucous excesses of Bourbon Street, rather than with the less drunken exuberance of the parades themselves.  We walked around Bourbon Street for a while, watching the crowds and the odd religious protesters demanding that everyone repent their evil ways, before deciding to move on to a more salubrious place to drink.

And we didn't have to go far at all, as just a street or two away you leave behind the mob, and find a lot of nicer bars with people enjoying themselves just a bit more sedately!  Of course you pass a few people who have made it this far away from Bourbon Street and then passed out comatose of the ground, but you can just step around them.

We soon found ourselves a nice bar called the Hermes Bar, which is in fact part of Antoine's Restaurant, one of the oldest places in town.  As a traditional venue for Krewe royalty dinners, Antoine's is full of Mardi Gras history, so a suitable place to end up today.  Indeed we saw some of the Krewe royalty leaving as we arrived.

We chatted with the barman while he made us some great cocktails and he told us about the restaurant and the Comus dinner that had been going on that evening.  He also gave us one of the Comus doubloons, which of course while certainly not valuable, is relatively hard to get because they no longer parade.

We soon ended up chatting to a few people around us including a local woman who does one of the city ghost tours and her two out of town friends and later, a couple from Calgary, which got us an invite to the infamous Bullshooters stampede breakfast. We had a great evening, and overall we thoroughly enjoyed our first Mardi Gras.

Oh, and what of all those beads and other throws?  Well we decided to send some of the more interesting ones back to the UK so that I can make up some garishly kitsch cushion covers at some point as souvenirs of our Mardi Gras.  But the rest we have sent on to one of the local charities that collects them and presumably sells them on again.

Mardi Gras - another day, another bag of beads (Throwback post)

For our Sunday parades, we did the same as Saturday and booked places in the stands for the daytime ones.  Today's Krewes were Okeanos, Mid-City, Thoth and in the evening, Bacchus.

Okeanos date back to 1949, and had decent enough, but not especially exciting floats.















Mid City are even earlier having started in 1933.  Their floats were decorated with a mass of bright coloured, shiny foils, with a time theme.

So they included clocks, Old Father Time, and Doctor Who - the time lord.  Apparently their throws included the Slap watches, but we didn't see any of those around, so I suspect they were few and far between.

Thoth, established in 1947, set out to make sure the  parades included those who were unable to get out to the normal routes due to illness; their original route was designed to take in fourteen institutions that cared for people with illnesses and disabilities.

They have an Egyptian look to their floats and this years theme was Kings.  King Kong, the King of the Jungle, King Penguins, King of the Pharaohs, and Elvis were amongst the offerings from them, and they looked really quite impressive.

In the evening, we were back on the street - further back this time though - for another superKrewe with the big neon floats.  Bacchus were not formed until 1968, but they quickly established themselves as a top parade because of the size of their floats.  Their decision to parade in a Sunday night broke with tradition of the time, as did their choice to have a celebrity King.

Their floats certainly had big impressive figures at the front, but there wasn't much decoration on the rest of it, so it wasn't one of my favourites despite being a big name. 

A this point I should also mention some of the other groups that are interspersed amongst the floats of the Krewes, as some of these were highly amusing.

You will have seen photos in the earlier posts too. Of course you have the various marching bands and dancers, and a few military groups including the Buffalo Soldiers on horseback.

There were also the Marching Dead and the Waddling Dead, which as you may guess were dressed as zombies etc, we had a host of Lady Godivas (in body stockings - this isn't Bourbon Street after all), the motorbike groups of the Honda Goldwings and the old green and yellow police Harley Davidsons.

But some of our favourites were the Elvises on mopeds, the men in the motorised reclining armchairs, and the men dressed as joggers from the 1970s - a bit like the 118118 adverts in the UK.

We returned home slightly less laden this evening.  Not because of a lack of things being thrown - we caught a number of whole bags of about three dozen bead necklaces as well as numerous plush toys and other bits - but because we had looked at our haul from the last two days and wondered what on earth we were going to do with it all.  So although we got a lot, and kept some of the more interesting pieces, we gave most of the beads and toys to people around us.