My weekend was amazing. I went to New Orleans for a wedding. While it was not my first time, it was my most memorable. Everything was perfect.
We arrived Friday afternoon (after flying Deltas sucky-ass ASA connector to Dallas.), got to the hotel (Stayed at the very nice Omni Royal Crescent). Met up with all our other friends who had already flown in for a late lunch. (My first of 3 shrimp po-boys the weekend). Went back to the hotel and crashed out for an hour-long nap. Showered up, met up with everyone on Bourbon street and had Arnaud's for dinner. Great gumbo. Then went to Pat O's for Hurricanes. About 11 we took the streetcar to the Columns mansion on St. Charles to meet up with the wedding party. Drank on the balcony for a few hours.
Drank till about 4 am. Got the bride (who's an old friend) to show me her tits for beads. Lol. Apparently stole a bunch of soap from the hotel too, because I tried to pay the cab driver in bars of soap. Seriously, I took like 30 bars.
Woke up the next morning with all my clothes on and the TV on, which only happens when I am really drunk. Met everyone downstairs at the deli for another po-boy and to nurse my hangover. Tried to take the streetcar to the wedding, but it never showed up, so we had to cab it. All 12 of us piled into two minivan cabs and went to the wedding. It was there that I realized that I had left my cell phone in the cab. Fortunately the driver answered and I offered him $20 to bring it back, which he gladly accepted. The wedding was amazing, and my friend Luci looked beautiful. I have been to many Texas weddings, but never an old-style southern outdoor wedding. The place was really cool, with a lot of history.
www.elmsmansion.com.
The best part was the bride kept laughing hysterically through her vows. It was funny. The reception was more like a classy cocktail party. Very cool. After the bride and groom left we all went back to our hotels, napped and changed clothes for the night. We met up with everyone else at Harrah's casino, lost some money, ate a great meal at Mothers, went back to the Columns, had a few more drinks and all caught a streetcar to Canal Street, where we then walked down to Bourbon street and partied our asses off till about 5am.
Woke up the next morning again, fully clothed and with the TV on. Got ready, met up with the group, had beignets and coffee at Café du Monde, walked around the corner and watched the river traffic on the Mississippi for a while, walked around Jackson Square, lit a candle at St. Louis cathedral, took a walking tour of the French quarter, and grabbed a bite to eat on Bourbon street before heading back to the hotel to get our bags and flying home.
It was a great weekend, and a perfect break from work. I cant wait to go back.