They costumed me as a king, and I wore a giant head that rested on my shoulders. I looked out through the mouth. With 3 other Revellers, I led a short parade of microbiologists from the Hotel Monteleone, down Bourbon street, to Jackson Square (shown right), and delivered them to their dinner at Muriel's. The microbiologists had a lively time, dancing behind the second-line band and tossing beads to boozers on Bourbon. Got a nice little check for a half-hour's work. Not too shabbby.
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