Time to get phucked.
New Orleans! Crazy city... It's like one big drunk party. We got there early, walked around the french quarter in the blistering heat of mid day. Then we stopped for some Jambalaya. Shit was killin.
After that we enjoyed the air conditioning at the riverwalk mall, where we experienced our first beignets, as we sat overlooking the Mississippi.
Later we found our way to Will's house. A fellow bass player from Cherry Hill, who is living in New Orleans. We hung out at his place for a hot second, before we went to go see his band play on frenchman street, they were awesome.
Within the hour we found ourselves wandering around bourbon street, taking shots from the mouths of large breasted women, and sipping on big frozen alcoholic beverages. Bourbon street is great.
I made friends with a horse, and Josh made friends with a window manikin.
There was this bad ass brass band playing some second line stuff on the street corner. They were all kids about our age, and could play their asses off. Almost every bar had music in it, and all the musicians were incredible.
We stopped for a breather on Canal street, and met a guy from Washington Township... you just can't escape New Jersey!
We made it back to Will's at about 3, and went to bed. Gotta be well rested for Shreveport! On the way out of New Orleans, we stopped for Po' Boys, and Gumbo. mmmmm
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