With a little help from my aunt and uncle, Mike and I had a downtown New Orleans hotel room last night. Just FYI...The Sheraton on (world famous, according to our gps) Canal Street is awesome. Perfect location and one of the nicer hotels in the city.
So we pulled into our hotel about 2 pm yesterday, rested for about an hour and then didn't waste any time exploring downtown New Orleans.
And let me tell you, Canal Street, Decatur Street and Bourbon Street are full of characters. I wish I could describe some of these people. Words don't do them justice. One guy told Mike that he could guess where he got his shoes (looking for money), hounded him too. Problem was, we were not going to give this man money and Mike wasn't sure where he in fact got them.
We also saw some people that can only be described as "its." Could have been male, could have been female, It was actually pointless to guess. Scary...
And then there was our night on Bourbon Street. One phrase basically sums up Bourbon Street pretty well....no open container law.
Which I must say is pretty awesome.
There is two kinds of places on Bourbon Street, bars and strip clubs. Oh and there is a Ramada Hotel too. You have seen this hotel on tv before because it's the one all the girls stand on the balconies of when they are umm collecting beads.
So we received tips from a few golf professional friends (who shall remain nameless to protect the "innocent") on where to go. We had a beer at the Old Absinthe House and then proceeded to a bar called Razoo. We got to Razoo about 11pm and text messaging and phone records confirm we were still there at 330am. A look in my wallet this morning combined with how I felt all added up to having an absolute blast last night. Remember the line in the movie Old School, just after the guys have their first frat party, Will Ferrell's character says, "I had a great time!" and Vince Vaughn's character responds, "Yeah Frank, we know you had a great time, everyone knows you had a great time."
Well, we had a great time in New Orleans. Mike and I are back on the road again already though. We have driven a little under 300 miles already today en route to Dallas, Texas. As I write this, we are 80 miles southeast of Shreveport, Louisiana on Interstate 49.
We did stop in Baton Rouge earlier for lunch. Got to see the other Death Valley (LSU's football stadium). We left Baton Rouge roughly 3 hours ago and have only seen two places that qualify as towns since. Northwest Louisiana is a pretty desolate place. Hard red clay versus the swampiness of New Orleans.
So Dallas tonight. We are actually having dinner at Colonial Country Club with a member, who is our host for golf tomorrow and is putting us up tonight. We are scheduled to play Shady Oaks Golf Club tomorrow at 8:00, then we have a 1:03 tee time at Colonial. Should be an awesome day.
That's all for now. By the way, it's 78 degrees down here. The sweater vest watch continues another day...
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