One of the most notoriously fun places in the south is Bourbon Street in New Orleans. During the day, it is a interesting part of the French Quarter where tourists love to flock, but by the late afternoon it turns into something completely different. Here is my series of thoughts while exploring the madness of endless bars that is Bourbon Street.
- Wow that is a lot of people standing in the street
- it seems like there is no open container laws here. That should be fun.
- OH MY LORD! What is that smell?
- Ok, so which bar do I go to first?
- So this one only serves frozen drinks by the liter. This night isn't going to end well
- I think I found what the smell is. I have already seen 3 people throw up.
- It is only 7:15!
- Is that guy barefoot?
- Lets go to Pat O'Brians I heard that place was famous.
- Never mind that line is around the block.
- I'm pretty sure that girl just bought a handle of rum in that Walgreens.
- Also she is drinking it straight while walking down the street. Impressive.
- Ouch! Did I just get hit in the eye with some beads?
- No thank you Mr. sketchy pinstripe suit guy, I don't want to go into your strip club.
- Whoa! Almost just got trampled by a Police guy on a horse!
- $7 for a beer? I don't think so
- But these Pimm's Cups are great!
- Man, i'm glad my sister lives here
- Ok. So this bar is actually rotating like a carousel. I dont know if I like this or not.
- Yep. Just got peppered again by beads.
- $8 for a fish bowl! That is the best deal i've seen all night.
- At this point I see more signs for “gentlemen's clubs" than bars. Lets turn back around
- Why yes I would like a free jello shot, random person on the street.
- That tasted like straight everclear.
- Woo! finally made it into Pat O'Brien's! is that a flaming water fountain?
- Holy crap I know that girl!
- Nevermind that was cross dresser. I could have swore it looked like my friend.
- Starting to regret this fish bowl.
- We are definitely not doing this again tomorrow night.
- Why am I lying to myself. Of course we are.
- I hope whoever has to clean this street up in the morning gets paid a lot.
- Maybe we can find a cab once Daniel and Jonathan stop tossing their cookies.