When I lived in Lafayette, Lundi Gras was really the most fun day of Carnival season. It’s the most full day of fun that still has more left. Mardis Gras day itself is bittersweet because once it is over, that’s it. Lundi Gras is full of revelry but still contains the promise of revelry to come.
My biggest Carnival regret is not going to the courir up in Church Point the year I was invited. I see in recent years they worry that the influx of Anglos will water down the authenticity of the tradition. I could have gone up in the company of a Brasseux but I didn’t because it was cold and rainy and I didn’t feel that much like getting wet and muddy. In retrospect, I should have been all over it.
This is the 10th anniversary of my last Mardis Gras. I miss the place but have never been back. I wish joy to all of you.