Happy Friday! A few weeks ago we were able to slip away with our friend to New Orleans for a long weekend. Our friend, originally from New Orleans, bought us Miami Dolphins/NO Saints tickets for the Monday night game for our wedding. Matt is a forever disappointed Dolphins fan, so it was a real treat for him. Plus, he could really cheer against his bffs team.
I had to travel the week before to good old Louisville to help another office with a big show they have coming up, so I flew home at dinnertime on Friday and had just enough time to do some laundry and repack my bags so we could hit the road Saturday am.
We timed our journey (a 7 hour one from Atlanta) so we would be in NO just in time for the Bulldogs to play. Funny thing about the game was they were playing LSU (in Athens). Boy did we get some looks walking through the city trying to find a place to watch the game wearing our red and black proudly. A few people said some snippy things to us, but whatever.
The game was nothing but a nailbiter. I have only been that stressed out over a football game once and that was the 2012 SEC Championship.
We stood behind a big group of LSU fans and while I was worried at times things were going to get crazy (if the game went either way), they pretty much left us alone. They werent the type of get in our face for cheering on our team. The game came down to the very last second and Georgia ended up WINNING!! That bar was the quietest bar I had ever been in.
This was just one of the poor LSU fans standing in front of us. He was a good sport about it.
After we walked around Bourbon Street and got ready for our City Ghost Tour. I was excited because this company had really great reviews. We got into our biggish group ready to learn a little history about the ghost and vampire stories of the city. The tour ended up really sucking! The guide was not great and the script was memorized. I think that is going to be my last time taking a ghost tour anywhere. So disappointed.
Sunday we lounged around for a little while and walked for what seemed like 30 miles that day. We ate delicious beignets at Cafe du Monde and walked around the tourist spots. Matt and I met up with our friends at the WW2 museum, since they are really into that part of history. Me, I was a little bored. If it were me, I would have gone on a plantation walking tour, but I guess that would have been boring to the guys.
After dinner, we decided after to watch the Sunday night game down on Bourbon Street. And yes, we threw beads!
The next morning we were moving very slow and it was because my poor feet were dead. All that walking did a number on them. I dreaded what we were going to do that day if we didnt follow through with our plan, renting bikes for the day. Luckily for my feet, we rented bikes and rode through parts of NO tourists would never visit. We started the trip with an AMAZING hot dog:
We hopped on our bikes and took off towards Lakefront, where my friend’s grandmother lived before the hurricane wiped her devestated her neighborhood. It was an interesting site and I didnt take pictures because I didnt know if that was disrespectful. Some of the neighborhood came back, most did not. Her house has been knocked down and all that remains is a grassy lot. There was one neighbor still there, but it was very quiet (it WAS also Monday during that day, so I am sure most people were working).
We rode around there until it was time to start heading back into the city when we TRIED to make it over to the Garden District. We almost made it but had to turn back around to make it to the football game.
Our butts were so sore after that. I will say this, next time we go to NO, we will rent bikes for the whole weekend and stay over on the Garden District side. We’ve done the Bourbon Street thing twice and while it was fun, that just isnt our style. We like to laugh at the sloppy drunks, but we really like to sit in laid back bars where you can actually hear each other. And the bike thing, the BEST way to get around.
After we returned our bikes, we headed to the Superdome to watch the Dolphins/Saints.
I will give it to the Saints fans, they are LOUD! Being in a dome helped though. The game was fun and the fans were pretty nice to us, but we walked away with a big L.
After such an exhausting day, we finally got back to the hotel and laid in bed. Just as I drifted off to sleep, my phone started ringing. I didnt recognize the number but since it was 2am (3am at home), I had to answer. It was our security alarm company telling us something had set off our alarm and asked if they should send the police. I panicked. We had them send the police and we literally waiting 6 hours for any type of follow up. The police cleared the front of the house, but could not get to the back, so they left. We slept for a few hours and rushed home. I thought every worst case scenario. They went through the back door and are still in the house, where are my kitties, are they ok?
It was a LONG SEVEN HOUR drive! We got home and everything was safe and sound. The only thing I can think of is the system is crappy (the service sure is after this…whole nother story) or someone pushed the front door and it triggered the alarm. Needless to say we are looking into getting cameras like most of our neighbors.
Aside from that, it was a fun trip and so nice to leave reality behind for a few short days!