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... very touching. Walked back towards the French Quarter, passing through narrow streets lined with two or three-story wooden buildings with wrought-iron balconies, flowers tumbling from window boxes. We wandered the streets of the old Quarter, past the jazz bars and music halls of Bourbon Street to the French Markets. Along the way, Anne recognised the hotel she and John stayed in on their honeymoon back in 1987! The streets ...
... a toilet. It wasn't normally for public use. I mean I could have filled my pockets with loo rolls and cleaning products. They would have been handy right? Outside the door I could hear the two men talking. It was articulate and intellectual, and about American politics. Ok a bit of an oxymoron. It was in wonderful contrast to the drunks parade a block away. I went out and picked up my cigar and added something to their conversation. I turned for the door, when the ...
... They said it's mostly gay men that go, but it is a clothing optional pool, hot tub, and sauna with good food and a bar.
We went to explore around dinner time, grabbed some good food (though less healthy than I was expecting and hoping for) and had a swim. The country club had a very relaxed vibe and we absolutely loved it. As our only venture out into the city I must say I wasn't disappointed a bit: this was exactly what ...
... there and of course the night life and the
music and Creole food was the reason for our visit. The Jazz club’s in Frenchman Street
all trying to outdo each other and one better than the other. We eventually got
in at the Three Muses after waiting for ¾ of an hour. But knowing from past
experience, the busiest places are the usually the best. The music was
fantastic and the Creole Tapas, something to write home about. What a great
... for the universities in the city and so there was no accomodation. After hours of searching we gave up and drove to the nearest town (Slitter, 40 mins away) for the night whilst we sorted out accomodation in New Orleans for the next few days.
Slitter, was an unusual place, somewhere where you could imagine a horror movie being filmed and the locals were just as strange. After an uncomfortable encounter in a ´daiquiri bar´ I treated Louisa to ...