Yes, Mardi Gras is over, but that didn’t mean there wasn’t a parade today. Can I just say I’m totally over parades right now? But this was a recreation of the Krewe du Vieux parade in 2006, right after Katrina and the broken levees, and they were paying me $100 to pretend to not be over parades, so I hopped on the bike and headed down to Washington Square Park to hurry up and wait. The place was full of people in costume and people who brought their own alcohol and people who brought their kindles to catch up on the news. Wait…maybe there was just one of those. And there were lots and lots and lots of people who showed up on bikes. We were locked up all over the place, like a bike convention. Bikes are the easiest way to get to the Marigny, and the $100 also attracted a lot of folks who can’t afford cars. After six hours of waiting, we hit the streets, where I snapped this picture of us milling around between takes. While I was sitting in that tent, though, I learned that a fellow cyclist died after being hit by a car tonight. I had trouble getting that out of my mind, of thinking about how many of us would soon be back on our bikes, facing the same roads and drivers that took this rider’s life. It’s scary out there, and no matter how careful we are, we can get hit. I rode home with heightened awareness, but also aware of how easy it is for that to fade. My condolences to the family and friends of the cyclist who lost his life on the streets tonight.