So I was wondering what to title this and that old song by Connie Francis is now stuck in my head (which I’m sure most of the people who read this will have no idea what I’m talking about-google it and educate yourself).
Last week was our Spring Break. Thankfully this year TCU and UNT decided to align their breaks. Last year I skipped a week of school to go to Seattle with our church group. I did end up having two weeks off, but it was difficult to manage.
This year we decided to take a road trip with some of our friends. Our friends Caity, Ed, and Scott drove down to southern Louisiana with us to visit another mutual friend, Austin. Austin was actually our RA (resident assistant) when we all lived in a dorm together. He graduated two years ago and is currently doing Teach for America (an Americorps program) in the New Orleans area. He lives in Laplace, LA which is about 45 minutes from New Orleans. He is also about an hour away from Baton Rouge. We left on the 13th around 7ish and got to his place around 430 AM on the 14th. I drove the entire way (go me)!
We spent Saturday and Sunday lounging around, doing a whole lot of nothing (which was EXCELLENT btw) and catching up with Austin. He’s pretty bad about keeping in touch. We went out for lunch at a nearby restaurant, walked around his neighborhood, and found the absolute BEST snow cones on the planet. It’s called Big Chief’s and if you’re ever in Laplace, LA you should definitely go.
Austin still had class that week so we had to find our own entertainment during the week. On Monday we drove to the Oak Alley Plantation for a tour. It’s really gorgeous and the tour was interesting. Our tour guide looked exactly like a woman that used to work in the office of our dorm. The five of us split a mint julep at 11 AM and decided to blame it on the atmosphere (it was kind of tasty).
Then we drove to New Orleans for the day. We went down to the french quarter and had lunch at the alpine. The food was okay, nothing spectacular. It had drizzled all morning so we got a little bit wet walking around, but it wasn’t too bad. We did A LOT of walking. We walked all around the french quarter, visited shops, got beignets and hot chocolate at cafe du monde, and strolled along the river front. We went to Harrah’s and were completely at a loss as to what we were supposed to do. We decided to hit the penny slots and see who could make the most money with 5 dollars. I won 10 dollars and then gave it all back to break even. Caity won 5, Ed broke even, and Aaron and Scott both lost their 5 bucks (group loss of 5).
We then walked all around the mall to dry off (it had started to rain a little harder on our way to Harrah’s). Our feet were hurting by the time we were done with the shops (and mine were wet because my chucks got soaked) so we sat down and took a little break. After some rest we decided to head back over to the french quarter for some dinner and a little pub crawling. After much walking and deliberation over prices we settled on Yo Ma Ma’s. Their food was SO good. I got a chicken cordon bleu sandwich and everyone else got burgers. We all got baked potatoes dripping with butter, delicious. They also had very good frozen lemonade margaritas.
After dinner, we hit up an awesome karaoke club Cat’s Meow (which I just realized has a 24 hour archive of web cam feed, thankfully we were there over a week ago). I dragged Caity and Ed to sing livin on a prayer and we were just not inebriated nor wild enough to be entertaining I guess. We were lame. Even though we weren’t great, it was wildly entertaining to watch everyone else. Some were pretty good, others completely awful, but they were all more entertaining than us for sure. Caity swears that someone threw ice at us…. We had a couple of drinks (except Aaron who was DD) and then moved on to the Funky Pirate and listened to a live blues band. They were good, especially their guitarist. He was insane. One more drink and then we decided to head home. We kept threatening Aaron that we were all going to get totally wasted and make him drive us home, but really no one was even buzzed. We got home around 12:30 or 1 and hit the sack.
I’ll write our Tuesday adventure another time since this is getting really long.