louisiana bayou.. to new orleans..
Saturday, March 5th, 2005New Orleans.. The Big Easy… I haven’t been here since I was a kid, and honestly, I don’t remember that much from that trip, so it all feels very new. Kim is here on a business trip, so Korby and I get to stay with her here at the W in the french quarter, which is very nice..
New Orleans feels like a big playground for drunken adults — you can drink anywhere as long as your drink is in a plastic cup. There are tons of “to go” bars that sell hurricanes and test tube shots (tooters) for a few bucks. To accompany the omnipresence of alcohol, there are frequent puddles of vomit all over the sidewalk. Fun, fun, fun!
We drove down to the southernmost tip of Louisiana today — Venice, LA.. You would think with a name like Venice that there would be some sort of canal system or maybe even some touristy stuff.. Well, at least there was a sign. It wasn’t nearly as scenic as we thought it was going to be, but we DID get to add two ferry rides to the journey down there.
On one of the Belle Chase ferry, the ferry got to the other side of the river, and before any cars disembarked, an ambulance pulled onto the ferry, full lights ablazing.. The ferry then immediately turned around and went back to the other side to drop off the ambulance, then turned back around to finish our journey.. I guess I’ve never thought about what emergency services did in the event of a ferry crossing, and now I know.
