Before I can move to the 27th....I really must fill you in on the rest of last night's escapades. Our plan was to experience N.O. in all it's ghostly splendour with world reknowned ghost tour guide named Lord Chaz but....our very own ghost was messing with our plans again and we had to postpone the tour till Sunday night.
Don't despair though as we're all into full vacation mode now and so were able to roll with that punch with ease :)
Helena-Marie and Jenny-Ann took off to check out a shop we'd seen on the way to meet up with our ghost tour and 'Dan the Man' led the rest of us down the street a little way (just off Bourbon St) and into Pat O'Briens where the dueling pianos were already hard at work. Linda-Kay, J.W., Verna-Lee, and I located a table in front of the performers and dove right into the insanity by ordering a couple of the house special drinks....the Hurricane....a tasty concoction that includes a full four ounces of rum!! In no time (and thanks to the magic of fermented sugar cane) our table of four was swaying and singing along with the rest of the room. What fun!!
From Pat O'Briens we took off for another place around the corner and right on Bourbon St called the Funky Pirate where Big Al Carson was the featured artist. It was obvious why he's called Big Al (at least 500 lbs) and man oh man...his voice is like smoky velvet! He really was amazing and could tell a story that seemed to be part of the song but that was completely ad lib. They could have turned down the volume just a bit but I won't complain too much as it was a fantastic experience.
Linda-Kay and J.W. left Verna-Lee and I there and once Big Al's show was finished we too left the Funky Pirate to wander Bourbon St with the masses. Verna-Lee described that Bourbon St experience as "feeling like a salmon swimming upstream" and I think she hit the nail on the head. There were a LOT of people!!! Amazingly....there really weren't any problems though....this city is used to managing large crowds and it shows.
It is so much fun to be able to wander between establishments, drink in hand, enjoying the music and the festive energy of the crowd. We've decided that every city should have a Bourbon St!
Verna-Lee and I visited several more bars along Bourbon St but couldn't find anything that really called for us to stay and knowing that we had a very early morning tour in the a.m. decided to call it a night.
Back at the hotel things were a rockin!! The Sheraton and the Marriott (right across Canal St from the Sheraton) are the hub of all things Bayou Classic (or at least that's the way it seems). We could hardly get into our hotel lobby for the masses of people and had we not had on the red wrist bands they issued us at check in....we'd have been sleeping on the streets! We had to line up to access the elevator and since we're on the 44th floor....there was no way that the stairs were an option in my mind! We did make it to the room eventually where we fell into the beds that we've decided are some of the most comfortable we've ever enjoyed.
later,
Lorrie-Mae
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