Bourbon Street, April 21, 2012, 1:30 a.m.

Few places in America, perhaps, can match Bourbon Street on a Friday night.  The flood of humanity, the debauchery, the awesome, unrelenting, potentially debilitating drunkenness — this is what has made our country great.

Well, perhaps not — but it certainly has made our country unique.  The opportunity to smoke a cigar, drink Abita Amber beers, and then toss gaily colored  beads to drunken, overweight people reeling down the street after midnight has to count for something.

3 thoughts on “Bourbon Street, April 21, 2012, 1:30 a.m.

  1. I’ve seen a few posts lately about New Orleans so please disregard if I’ve already told you this but consider eating at the Court of Two Sisters in the French Quarter. Food is amazing in particular the turtle soup. Are you going to be there long? If you area I have a few more tips you might be interested in. Cheers

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    • Thank you for the offer, and the suggestion. Today is my last day here — I’ll see if I can have a mean at the Court of Two Sisters.

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  2. Back in the day, I used to be jealous of the scantily clad female revelers in the Quarter and on Bourbon Street, they were in shape and my then boyfriend was an ogling cad. I was in shape too but it seemed like everyone looked better than I did because I was young and insecure. Perhaps the people are larger because they’re older?

    I hope you go Uptown with Kish, a woman who likes quiche in pretty little eateries would enjoy Uptown… .

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