(Ok so I finally found this post & the related pictures and got them on my finally-fixed harddrive. Pretend it's two months ago, please. This one is actually pretty text-sparse anyway, as it turns out.)
So, the school I'm at for spring semester has a two-week spring break. Pretty awesome, eh? My mother had a conference to go to in New Orleans and wanted some company, so I agreed to go along. New Orleans is kinda...dingy. In a charming, voodoo, lots-of-history kind of way for the most part, though.
My mom's company put us up in the Ritz, but it was kind of a half-assed Ritz where everything was too expensive and not quite fancy enough to warrant it. In any case, it WAS fancy enough to have a phone in the toilet booth thing. Conduct business while you're doing your business!
I of course had to stop at the Quarter Stitch and take a crappy picture of the sign:
Very friendly :-) And they wrap your purchase up all pretty-like!
And then there's the Bourbon St general area:
I believe that says "World Famous Love Acts" but I could be wrong.
And some random haunted something or other, from the ghost tour (yes, I went on a cheesy tour, so sue me. I was told I had to, and it was pretty interesting.)
And then for some reason we went to the aquarium. Probably because I'm somewhere around the mental age of 8.
JELLIES! I LOVE JELLIES! I am always trying to take gorgeous, National-Geographic-esque pictures in aquariums and it doesn't really work out. You know?
And here, we've got the legendary white alligator. Nobody believed the swamp-billies raving about them until someone finally hauled a few in.
And of course, the number 2 reason to come to New Orleans (with number 1 being the Palace Cafe's white chocolate bread pudding (trust me) and 3, 4, and 5 being booze, boobs & voodoo):
BEIGNETS! NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM