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Then there was Bourbon Street: a free-for-all party zone. The alcohol is served in "to go" cups and cars are blocked off from the area at night so you can drink and mingle in the street. My only NOLA experience before this was running around the New Orleans Baptist Theological Seminary when my dad got his PhD (I was 3), so this time around was a very different trip.
3 comments:
"The whole city surprised me with how beautiful it was and how much spunk it had."
LOL!
Yes, NOLA has LOTS and LOTS of spunk, especially lining the upstairs couches of the strip clubs along and around Bourbon Street.
Ew!
You said it. Not me. LOL!
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