Ode to…

So a few things.

1. I think I drink a lot, but in reality I don’t, I just write about drinking alot.
2. New Orleans is a very dirty city. I still feel dirty and have been home for 4 days now.
3. This is an account of my first day ever in New Orleans.
(Side note I finally figured out instagram- so maybe I will begin photographing from my lovely iPhone. So all the photos are from there)

So last Friday, I made the trip to New Orleans for a coordinator meeting for a study I am currently working on. I was super excited for I have never been. I land at about 1030am and arrived at the hotel about 1130. I was able to check in and I went up to my room.

For some reason I didn’t take a lot of photos there or any of the hotel for that fact.

I was at the Roosevelt hotel. It was very old and very glamours/ fancy. You know a lot of ornate details and chandeliers, fancy furniture that looks super uncomfortable, marble floors, a lot of gold and cream colors. It was quite beautiful.

My room was nice not too big but not too small. I thought the bathroom was small and the bathroom door did not stay open.

Well I put my crap down and left. It was early and I wanted lunch. I asked the concierge were should I go to get some good gumbo. He sent me to somewhere by Bourbon St. It was delicious…

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Then I left and went back toward Canal St to do some shopping. There were a lot of tourist stores and such. I was okay until some crazy guy asked me my name. I kinda freaked a bit and then I headed back to the hotel. Only to stop at a drug store and buy to vodka.

I was almost back when I ran into a few other coordinators I know for Atlanta. They had just gotten in and were on the hunt for some food. I tagged along.

And we ended up back at Bourbon St. This is about 1230 now. And since I had already eaten, I drank. Hurricanes and they were delicious.

Now the adventures on Bourbon St began…

We went to some restaurant. And they had hurricanes in a special cup on a chain/ necklace. As you see below, this is my 2nd one…

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They ate and I drank and we enjoyed the view from the balcony. Some pics of Bourbon St….

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You can see some leftovers from Mardi Gras… I would not want to be here for that.

When they were finally done, we walked up the street. Did some shopping. I acquired a few gifts for people and things for me- like a fabulous white feather boa and a star necklace.

One of my first drunken comments was I can’t believe there is a pay phone! And yes there was a pay phone on Bourbon St.

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I was texting KAB the while sending her random pics. I saw a beer truck and sent it to her telling her I needed a refill…

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I was somewhere and I saw a thing called a jolly pecker. It was the head of penis on feet that jump- you know like a kids wind up toy. I really should have purchased one for KAB. I didn’t, but I sent her a pic!

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That’s all for the pics. I kinda was too drunk to remember after that. We continue to walk up some other street. It was much cleaner then Bourbon, but not sure the name. I learned that the catholic church will rebuild a burnt down church, but it is no longer considered a church. This is thanks to some weird dude sitting in front of a church.

I had my cards read. There will a disaster in my future that will feel like the world is going to end, but I will get over and do what I love and be successful. And someone is watching over me. I cried at the last part and then I left. I don’t like crying when i’ i’m drunk. I personnally think it sucks. Sometimes I think psychics are full of shit and sometimes I wonder how much is true. This lady seemed a bit off and crazy, but it could have been drunk brain working.

After that we keep walking. We see a lot more stores and some where antiques and such. Here is I am no so sure pic of an antique store…

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It was quite possibly the chandelier that I was photographing? Not really sure at this point.

I then returned to the hotel. I really really had to pee. I was only 2 or 3 blocks away, but I got there all by myself.

As I walk in the hotel, my monitor is walking to the elevator. Oh so bad! I am here for work. I am drunk. I have a hurricane around my neck and a feather boa. So so so so bad. Oh, she knows me and I know how to cut loose.

I get to my room pee and then I find ICB. She is here with her mom. Well in to their room. Then I go to the dinner they have planned for us.

Well I confess that I am drunk to all the people there. And it seems that everyone is eager to be like me, so we all head for the casino.

Me and Wendy play some slots and get accosted by a creepy maybe mass murder. Well it’s about midnight by then and I am coming down and ready to get into my bed. And that’s it for the night. I was sobering up by the time we left the casino, so not so hung over at my meeting the next day. There were a few people that looked rough.

You know what do you expect you sent me to New Orleans.

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