Want beads at the Galveston Mardi Gras without catching any thrown from floats or flashing anyone? You start a new tradition on the fly and watch kindness and confusion take over.
A few years ago, some friends thought it would be fun to arrive early at the Galveston Mardi Gras and get up close spots for the Krewe of Gambrinus Parade, which covers a three-mile route starting at the Seawall and 57th street. To hold onto our front row seats, it looked we were just going to lean against the cold rail and wait until the parade got there. Waiting is not something I do well. Like a three-year old, I get restless when I’m bored.
Some people were walking around, showing off the bounty of beads they had caught at earlier parades, festivals, and parties. Now, not only was I bored, I was also beadles. I felt like the only girl at my high school homecoming without a giant, beribboned mum. [Read more…]