Mardi Gras in New Orleans – Part 3 (Wrap-up)

What happened to Tee, you ask? She apparently went inside to where our gate was originally supposed to be located, fell asleep, and woke up too late to figure out where the fuck she was going. She got a flight to PDX like an hour later. Note: neither one of us were sour about the ordeal. This is still, hands down, the most fun I’ve ever had on trip to-date.

Takeaways

I have this travel book and at the time, this is what was
apparently important for me to remember:

 
Basically:
  • All airports suck but PDX (which I am still a firm believer in)
  • New Orleans is dirty as fuck but beautiful (just don’t wear white)
  • The people there are super friendly and laid back
  • You can walk around the streets with booze. We had a dance party in the convenience store at one point.
  • Don’t bring fancy shit
  • Missing flights is not a big deal (I missed a flight in San Francisco as well… had to wait like 45 min for the next one)
  • Apparently missing planes gives you cankles.
  • The people are the nicest people I’ve probably met anywhere
  • Weather is lovely
  • My short cowboy boots (worn in) were my go-to the entire trip. That and some cutoff shorts and whatever top you want would be perfect for this place (Mardi Gras or not)

If you’re wondering about the “Cankles” – OM-fucking-G, it was no joke. My ankles were fatter than my calves! I had rolls on them lol. Guess it’s from flying. I definitely got compression socks for my next long flight. Oh, and I beat myself up somehow on every vacation I go on (I included the aftermath of my San Francisco trip below as well lol)

Crashed a scooter in a San Francisco intersection

On a Serious Note

Aside from my champagne problems there was something very interesting that I didn’t realize until weeks later. Thinking back on my trip and looking at pictures, in suddenly dawned on me how segregated New Orleans was. There was like an imaginary line near Canal Street (or around the French Quarter), and it was dominantly white folk on one side and black folk on the other. Freaking weird.

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