What I did for my summer vacation/conference

So I was in New Orleans for much of the week this week. Let me share:

So I arrive on Saturday afternoon last weekend and settle in nicely to the hotel. I decide to head out to find Bourbon street because I was only a few blocks from the French Quarter.

Going with no map was interesting, but I figured I would explore. Plus it was 6pm or so no big deal as far as dangerous but I did stick to the major streets. :)

So I went down Canal and took in the heat and the humidity and the people. I was wearing black so my sweating wasn't unsightly as if I wore something lighter colored. Plus the sun was hidden on occasion from the buildings.

Anyway, I wander around some and finally find a place on the corner of Conti and Bourbon. Actually I didn't know it was on Bourbon except for the fact that every building on the street had bright neon signs and creepy people trying to solicit money in front of many of them.

Well, I decided to wet my whistle (aka get some drinkage) and found some lovely wait staff. Needless to say, this was my downfall for the evening.

Now, this was not a nude bar or anything, just cleavage and tight clothing kind of place. Anyway, the deal was $3 shots and 2 for 1 beers. So I started off with shots and a pair of beers.

The problem was, that being sexy and persuasive, these waitresses got me to start on body shots rather early. I am, of course, male and vulnerable to sticking my mouth between women's breasts for fun. Of course, also sticking my mouth near their waist was also involved later on.

Needless to say, I got too drunk that night. I did have fun (as much as I can remember) and basically dry humped at least 2 waitresses in the process of my drunken demise. They were involved in this willingly of course but it mainly felt like them selling themselves for my cash. In retrospect, I got fucked over pretty good and spent way more money then I intended or actually could afford to spend.

So somehow, which I found out later was thanks to one of the non-attacking waitresses that I was hanging out with before my drinking fest began in earnest, I found myself in my hotel room bed, fully clothed and alone at noon on Sunday.

I was a hurting unit and basically lounged all day drinking water trying to recover.

Lesson learned: Don't drink alcohol from the chests of strange women. At least not without backup. :)

Anyway, so I took it easy for the rest of the week. I went out a few times and checked out Cafe du Monde, House of Blues, Hard Rock Cafe, Preservation Hall and walked around the French Quarter. Didn't get to see as much as I wanted to but I had to go to seminars most of the day anyways.

I am a bit disappointed of New Orleans for two reasons. One, I was alone and was kinda bored after the 4th night of going out and not knowing anybody or really getting to know any one (except for their cleavage). And Two, it felt very much about greed and commercialism.

Basically, I am not a big fan of the commercial, touristy type things. I really would prefer to find places that the locals hang out at and find interesting people. I did get that in Preservation Hall and really enjoyed the atmosphere and the jazz music. The band was very tight and they were having fun and it was conveyed to the crowd.

I like jazz on occasion but I much prefer rock or progressive rock or alternative rock or other interesting styles. And I am sad that I couldn't find it, eventhough there most likely is a big "vampire" cult thing in the home of Anne Rice's vampires.

Moving on, I went to the Great Northeastern War this weekend and had fun with my friends. Not all of them were there but enough to satisfy my need for familiarity but also in an environment that is new to me.

Anyway, I got to practice a lot of drumming this weekend to keep the bellydancers dancing. And believe me, there were several that I wanted to keep dancing. :)

If only I could get my tent up in a reasonable amount of time AND by myself, I would feel more comfortable about the Pennsic thing coming up in a few weeks.

Plus I have to concentrate on garb again and get it all done by then.

Ok, so I have rambled more than I intended but that was a taste of my week.

So I am recovering from my injured pride in NO after returning as a BFL.

But having a good weekend with friends did help of course. :)

Thanks!