I’ve been trying to come up with a really good way to say this, but… I really don’t need to be more eloquent than this: New Orleans is the shit.
I’ll post a more detailed and quippy rundown of why that is in a few days, but know this: I accidentally stumbled upon Bourbon Street at around 11am this morning, and a man said, “Hey, honey, come in and have fun!” He wanted me to go have a drink at a gentleman’s club that promised both beautiful and ugly girls. I suggested that I might just do that, at a time that wasn’t pre-noon, and he laughed. This city scoffs in the face of common sense, as evidenced by the whole hurricane issue. And I love it.