New Orleans (Day 3)

Again, we woke up late today. After finally getting out of the hotel it was close to noon, if not later. Erika and I went down Bourbon Street and ate pizza at one of the many bars on the street. One slice of pizza was huge. An entire pizza from there would have probably been enough to feed 8 people with no problem. But anyhow, as we left the place we continued down Bourbon Street until we came upon Canal. From Canal Street across from the CBD we went to the Shoppes at Canal Place. I thought at that moment Erika had found the perfect place to shop, with a large, two story Pottery Barn and three Banana Republics inside. The mall also ended up being the place with the movie theater showing Ferinheit 9/11. Of course, since neither of us had seen the movie decided to watch that after we did a little shopping. 9/11 ripped President Bush a new one. I enjoyed every minute of it. Sure, it is nothing more than a propaganda film, but desperate times call for desperate measures. Although I am not entirely confident with the choice of John Kerry, I would much rather vote for him than for a president that is run by corporate america. Hell, if the choice existed, I would vote for Nixon before I would vote for Bush. But, to get away from my feelings of whom is currently the president I will continue to talk about the day for future reference. After the movie, we walked back to our hotel and took a nap so that we could be ready for the craziness to happen again. We walked down to Cafe Maspero again because we were familiar with the place and didn’t want to spend too much money. The alcohol there is cheap. I don’t mean it taste bad, I mean it is cheap. a $3 whiskey and coke, made heavy. Real heavy. You can’t taste the coke, and wonder if there is coke in it at all. $1 beer mugs. The place has quickly become our watering hole. After getting trashed at the cafe, we walked down to Bourbon street again. We got some more tooters and dropped those back, then walked just to see all of the bars. This guy with beads in his hand asked if we wanted to go on the balcony. All of the people look sleazy, and at first I was thinking no. But then I thought to myself, why not, when else will I ever get the chance to hang over the balcony at Bourbon street and watch people work for beads. The fun ensued. Other than the balcony and walking down Bourbon some more, there really isn’t much to add. Erika and I went back to the hotel to start the next day.

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New Orleans (Day 2)

Woke up late Tuesday morning. Got up and out of the hotel around noon. Erika and I didn’t want to spend too much on lunch from a place we were not familiar with, and just wanted something we knew of, that was cheap. McDonald’s, where else. The funny thing is, even their McDonald’s smells diferent here. I can’t quite put my finger on it just yet, but I will tell you now, this city has a horrible smell during the day, and then at night, when the resturants are kicking, and the nightlife is just starting to come out, the smell of the finest cuisine fills the streets.

After eating lunch, we started to head down Canal Street towards the Mississippi. Passing all of the tall buildings in the CBD we make our way towards the river and into the Woldenberg Riverfront Park. The park is a lot larger than what it looks on the map. It includes the Aquarium, IMAX theater, and riverboat docks. We saw a tour boat dock and the Canal Street Ferry come into port. Then we walked by the Riverboat Nanchez. A large wooden riverboat, with a huge spinning paddle powered by steam. As we walked by it, they had a steam powered organ playing at the top of the boat. Nearby, a dog was howling at the music steaming from the top of the pipes.

From the Riverfront park, we walked back into the quarter and towards the french market. Weaving in and out of the tightly packed streets, music played from several live jazz bands. New Orleans is amazing like that. At one moment, there will be a few people and really nothing in the area, turn a corner and the street will be dancing from the impromptu music from bands playing on the street. We spent the rest of the afternoon exploring the quarter.

Headed back home to take a nap, and recoup before going out again, a few hours later we were back on the street. We went to eat dinner at a place called La Fee Verte. A beautiful little cafe on Conti Street. I had the Sirloin and Erika had the Chicken Sandwich. The food was perfect. Certainly enough to fill our stomoachs before we went to Bourbon Street again.

This time on Bourbon Street we did get a drink. Stopped into a bar, and a couple of the many walk up service, hole-in-the-wall, beer and shot outlets. Two Jagger Tooters and a couple of Beers later, we headed back to the hotel for the night.

Tomorrow should entail much more excitement.

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New Orleans (Day 1)

Leaving Montgomery around 2:30 in the afternoon on Monday, we headed towards New Orleans. The drive was much easier than I had expected, a little rain on the way, and then a lot once we hit the Louisiana border. Once we entered New Orleans there was a steady drizzle until 8:00.

Arriving in the Frech Quarter, I never realized how packed things were in this famous little district of the city. Two cars can barely fit in the street at the same time, regardless, parking is comodity on the right side of the street. For the first time in a while when out of town, we were able to find our destination without getting lost for hours. In fact, we didn’t get lost at all, and for that I am proud.

The Hotel has a balcony hanging over Rue Dauphine. We can see the rooftops of all the old buildings in the surrounding area. The best part is we are less than a block from Bourbon Street.

Getting hungry we decided to head out to get a bite to eat. After I rigged an internet connection from the room, we looked online for some places to eat. O’Flatery’s it is. Seemed like they had some good food, nice entertainment, and a pleasurable atmosphere. What made it great is it was on Toulouse Street and we didn’t have to make a single turn to get there, because getting lost on the first night would be a pain.

Walking down Toulouse Street and passing Bourbon street, the city is definately crazy, at night it has the aroma of all of the local resturants, and bistros. We arrived at O’Flatery’s and quickly found out, THIS WAS NOT A PLACE TO EAT. I then looked at Erika and said we should probably find something else. We just started to walk down Toulouse in hopes of finding something we could both afford and enjoy at the same time.

Reaching the end of Toulouse I see what looks like a cafe. We approched it, and decided to walk in, turned out to be the perfect place to go. Cafe Maspero. Cheap, good food, and beer. My Stomach was thanking me already, and I haven’t even eaten a bite yet.

After our little night time excursion through the French Quarter, or should I say, Toulouse Street, we started to head back to the hotel, and then decided maybe we should cruise bourbon street. We didn’t stop anywhere on Bourbon street, but just walked from one end to the other and back. Coming back to the hotel early to get some sleep for a busy day tomorrow.

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Busy long assed hellish work day so far. The new PBX isn’t linked correctly, it has to be set up in a loop. Who knew? So now there are several lines that aren’t working out on the floor and we are having to wait until tonight to get that fixed.
Besides it being busy today, it was crazy this morning. I went to my parents house to do some laundry, well, I wanted to get them done, but the washing machine had a different agenda. Put mostly work clothes in there, and it washes, but the cycles stoped, and it wouldn’t drain the water that had filled to the top of the machine. Great, so now my clothes that I was going to wear to work are floating in soapy water with no hope of getting dry anytime soon. A clothes hanger, screwdriver, hammer, and 20 minutes later I got the cycles to start again. Only to have to stand over the washer the entire time it drained and spun.
Im hungry.
bye.

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Damn.

Well, damn. That is all, just damn. My internet has been out for almost a day and I was just able to connect through charters proxy. Thank god I still have cable. I know that Lisa has gone back to the dial up, but I just couldn’t stand doing that. So here I am, on my cable modem, with my 1.5Mbps connection again! Haha, I can not be stopped!

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Only 3 Days and 14 hours Remaining!

Yes, I have opted to be the cheapest person in the world today by NOT buying Linux for my old computer, instead I am downloading Caldera Linux from an FTP server. I seriously doubt it will take that long. I bet it is just saying that because it is accessing a new directory, that always slows things down a whole lot. I am expecting this download to be done by tomorrow morning.

I have to fix my car tomorrow morning. I got my cylinder heads refinished the other day. It cost me $90. Muchos cheaper than what I thought I was going to have to pay ($180). It is times like these that I hate working. I have to work on the most notorious of days when it comes to football. Alabama vs Auburn. aka The Iron Bowl. They don’t play in Birmingham anymore, I wonder why they still call in the Iron Bowl?

I must have been right about the directory hunch. It is saying 2 Days and 16 hours Remaining now! Cool. I will have a new Linux Box in a couple of days.

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