Guys, I was ROCKING it. I don't know how, but this was another day after heavy drinking with NO HANGOVER. HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE?? I did make the mistake of leaving my camera with Nicole and Kyle, who took it upon themselves to take inane/artistically brilliant photos in the morning.
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| Here's a pillow... |
I should probably stop asking them to hold it for me.
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| This is their air conditioner. |
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| Vanna White showcasing the blinds. |
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| What a nice outlet! |
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| That's... that's a thing all right... sure is... the most thing I've ever seen. |
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| Really? |
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| Zoe sleeping... ... ... Why isn't she on the pillows? |
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| Great. A Gatorade bottle. Perfection. |
ANYWAY, Nicole, Kyle, Zoe, and Bobby were all heading back to New York in a few hours, so we had to cram as much crap in as we could. We kept hearing from Nathan about the incredible antique shops, so we decided to take a cab down to the Quarter and check them out.
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| This place had priceless coins and weapons from every era of history. Well... not priceless, because they were for sale... and had a price... |
AND THIS PLACE HAD MORE WEAPONS.
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| I LOVE ME SOME WEAPONS. You know, just to like, scare my enemies... not actually DO anything of course but you know just, wag it around and make 'em feel bad and stuff. |
As we continued walking around to all the shops, I realized I hadn't taken many photos of the streets of the French Quarter. SO I TOOK SOME.
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| At times it felt like you were in a different country. |
Then sometimes we'd walk down the street and there would be some people dancing and playing jazz like it ain't no thang...
Then we found this breathtaking antique store that had room after room of incredible stuff. Diamond rings, chandeliers, suits of armor, furniture, archaeological artifacts... objects one should find in a museum were all on sale here, for a pretty penny, of course. I didn't see many things that were below $50,000.
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| They also didn't allow photography inside. I COULD HAVE BOUGHT A NAPOLEONIC DUCK PRESS! |
From there we started walking towards the French Market.
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| I liked how I could walk in the middle of the street without getting hit. |
It was a beautiful day, and all the french style balconies were so charming!
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| So cute I could throw up! |
Then I saw this gelato place and had an intense craving. They had Creme Brulee gelato with pieces of candied sugar in it!!
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| Blurry photo aside, IT WAS SO FREAKIN' GOOD. |
Who knows why I got gelato before lunch. But I'm an adult and I can do what I want! Okay, Mom?? From there we walked to Central Grocery to try the ORIGINAL Muffuletta.
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| Looks kinda funny, huh. |
Oh, man. It was so good. SO GOOD. Two types of cheese, three types of meat, fresh baked Sicilian bread, and a tangy and spicy olive salad... all mixed together... it... oh, man... it just made... me... whoa boy...
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| Just thinking about it now makes me want it. I WANT IT NOW. |
After lunch it was time for Nicole & Co. to head to the airport. THEY WERE LEAVING ME. But that's okay, there was so much more stuff for me to do! Like listen to these extremely talented street musicians. I think they were my favorite.
From there, I realized I had left my credit card at Central Grocery, so in a panic I ran back. Thankfully, the employee had found it, and gave it back to me, no questions asked. Then I walked to the St. Louis Cemetery which was right next to the French Quarter.
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| Unfortunately for me, it closed at 3 pm. 3 PM!!! Apparently, it had been closing early because dummies kept trying to vandalize it. |
After that failed venture, I went back into the Quarter and saw this cool sign!
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| It's NOT haunted?? Aw, man, I'm disappointed. |
I decided to walk to the river front so I could sit and watch the steamboats go by and relax for a bit.
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| I had to climb up these stairs though UGH. |
I found a bench and some beer, sat down, and let my thoughts wander as the warm breeze tickled my neck.
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| STOP TRYING TO HIT ON ME, BREEZE. |
Then some crazy person walked by and tried to shine my shoes. Unfortunately, I was wearing SNEAKERS, and although I told him multiple times that I didn't need anything, he bent down and squirted some kind of substance on my new kicks, anyway. At that point, I told him firmly, but nicely, to please leave. He then asked me for a tip. ... ... ...
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| But at least I got this cool shot of the cathedral! |
From there I went over to Nathan's bar, where he was busy serving libations. Michelle joined us shortly after, and since it was my birthday, I got a free bottle of champagne!
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| Now that's some southern hospitality for ya. |
Once Nathan was done with work, we headed to a nearby restaurant for some grub. My first course was a martini.
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| With spicy pickled green beans instead of olives. Sounds weird but tastes SO GOOD. |
For the appetizer, we needed some seafood.
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| Blackened redfish. Oh man... |
Our main course was ALSO SEAFOOD.
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| Crawfish cream pasta, and then we somehow got a free dish of shrimp etouffee. The server said it was extra, AND WE DID NOT COMPLAIN. |
We had mentioned to the server it was my birthday, thinking nothing of it, but then he brought over a warm pecan brownie with ice cream...
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| I'm going to be so fat. |
After dinner, Michelle's sister, Stephanie, and her friends arrived! They were going to stay in the house with us, since almost everyone else had left for New York. We walked out onto Bourbon Street to meet them.
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| It's definitely a Friday night. |
Then Nathan had a seizure he was so excited.
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| Calm down there, buddy. It's just drunk people. |
After picking up Stoof and her friends, we headed over to the Burlesque show! While waiting in line, Michelle and Stephanie automatically felt compelled to reactivate their sibling rivalry.
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| Hey there, you could poke someone's eyes out with those guns. |
We finally got into the lounge to see the show. Our seats were a little awkward though, and at various points during the performance people decided to stand directly in front of us. Ugh. Stupid dumb drunk tourists that aren't me.
The show itself was great! SO MANY BOOBIES. They even let us take a picture with them during the intermission! They were all so sweet!
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| Except for that one in the middle with the blue shirt and dark hair... oh, wait, that's Michelle. |
Then I felt compelled to take a picture with one of the performers who, I SWEAR, looked EXACTLY like Parker Posey.
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| The similarity is uncanny, I KNOW. |
Once the show had ended, Michelle, Nathan, and I were all fading fast. So we went back to the house for sleep well earned.
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