Get you some mo’ New Orleans action! Read my darling Rosie’s awesome account of what went on in the Dirty South.
Hey hey, happy Monday my darling peeps! Thought I’d bring you the next instalment of my travel journal; part four – New Orleans. Shiiiieeet, talk about eating, drinking and intense belly laughs! Hope you enjoy it 🙂
DAY ELEVEN: After almost missing our plane in Augusta *ahem* Tez, Karen and I flew to New Orleans and met up with up my sister from another mister, Adj, A.K.A. Adjpants – now the group was complete, and we were henceforth known as the Benetton Bitches! 😛
We stayed right in the heart of the French Quarter which was handy and super colourful to say the least. Once we were all checked in we set off for lunch at Oceana where we had to wait FOREVER in a queue for a table before we realised we could go in and eat at the bar, why wait?! This is where the deep-fried, calorific portion of the trip…
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