I arrived here in New Orleans just before the Weekend. But even if was only a couple of days it feels like much more than that. This city consumes you. Everybody seems to be out every night. Not only tourists (all in Bourbon street anyways, but mostly locals!) Every day there is something going on the streets and most of it is for free. Andrew or his alter ego “Miss Desirée” took me several events. I could make some new friends from New Orleans that I am going to miss.
grits breakfast, something like a salty polenta made out of corn.
Andrew usually stayed at home working
or introducing me to local specialties, fried fish (especially catfish) is very common here.
one of my daily night outs
The garden district, thanks Ben for showing me around
more grits and bacon for breakfast
The “Mercedes Benz Superdome” home of the “Saints” American Football team
Bourbon St. at daylight, there are always people drinking
little parades are common in the streets, this one is lead by people who are going to marry soon (if I understood it correctly)
Bingo night at OZ, yeah it is actually a bit weird, but happy hours and lots of bar taps make it actually a fun event.
I was told that this was some kind of celebrity and I would need a picture with him. However, I am still quite clueless. Beyoncé was also out that night. So there are quite many experienced celebrity hunters here :D
Traditional Nola Food: The Muffuletta, something like a huge sandwich with ham and olives. It is so big and you usually just get a Quarter Muffuletta.
Sunday evening in Treme. I heard very load music in the streets next to my house. There was a huge gathering of Afro-Americans. Most of them heavily dressed up. The girls were mostly dancing this rape-me-now reggaton style that I have seen in Colombia. I was quite fascinated by it, however being the only non Afro-American in sight I didn´t dare to capture is well in pictures. When I told Andrew later about it, he said that they are getting every Sunday and that there are always shootings afterwards (which is Sunday he always leaves the house). Well, now I know
Night/out with Miss Desirée
BINGO – what a weird way to start a night
later it became way more classy
and weired – my first “Napkin Toss” at the Café Lafitte In Exile
then multiple performances in different locations, some were too busy collecting all the money that they barely did anything
I heard that one is about 74 yo!
Bourbon Street on a Sunday night
However, also did some culture. You will read about that tomorrow :D
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