On Saturday night, my esteemed colleague Mike and I headed downtown to get some dinner in the actual, like, cool part of New Orleans. The visit was brief. It consisted of a 20 minute search for a parking spot, a 45 minute stroll looking for a good place to eat, a pretty decent meal, and then a quick trip down Bourbon Street to see what there was to see.
It was a long ways from a comprehensive tour of the city. We didn’t see much, of the stuff that we did come across, about all we did was see it, and only in the most literal of senses. But it was an entertaining little evening, and despite its inherently brief nature, we were in the French Quarter, and we did walk down Bourbon street on a warm Saturday night… So that’s pretty cool… Have a look if you feel so compelled.
While I might not be able to say much else, I can now say that I’ve seen Bourbon Street… So I’ve got that going for me. Hope you enjoyed your little taste of the bayou. Come back soon.