OK, so you had a rotten Mardi Gras. Having lived there for 25 years, I can tell you if you haven't had one yet, you were due for one. The crowds, the wait for bathrooms, the endless calls for beads, like anyone really needs another pair of beads! Maybe you are just getting older and realize that standing out drunk in the streets with 300,000 other drunks is not the most exciting thing on earth.
And then, you send a text message to someone on Mardi Gras and expect her to be looking at her cell phone. If she even knows where it is! She may not look at her cell phone until tomorrow. After all, they don't clear the streets until 2:00. Get over it!
