My Trip To New Orleans <3

I did it!! I went to one of the locations on my list. NEW ORLEANS!! I have an awesomely amazing long time friend @NYCakee who lives out there.  When I mentioned that I was planning on checking her city out, she immediately invited me to stay with her and her family. Well thanks Angie!!! I had the time of my life.  And it definitely changed my life.

The view from up above

When I touched down, I had no idea what was awaiting me.  I flew down alone for Mardi Gras, expecting to party, party, party let’s all get wasted.  Cmon. I’m 25.  I also planned on doing the tourist thing.  I love places of interest and am one of those weirdos that’s always in your way cause I’m reading the pieces of info museums and zoos put up about what’s on display.  Anyway, I arrived at midnight Sunday the 6th.  I intended to leave on the following Thursday the 10th.  *snickers*

We went out for drinks that following Monday night.  Apparently daquari shops are a big deal out there.  No complaints from me lol.  We bar hopped and ended the night with THE best po’ boys of life.  It was basically a cheeseburger on a hero.  It gave me life.

The next day was actually Mardi Gras.  That morning, we were able to catch the end of parade before she had to go to work

That night of course we hit the club.  Angie I love you, but I had the worst time.  Sadly, my friend knows I’m a bit sadity lol, so she took me to one of the nicer clubs out there — The Metropolitan.  It was packed.  I’ve been in crowded venues before, but this was insane.   There was nowhere to go.  We’d leave one crowed area, to end up in another crowded area.  Did I mention I don’t like crowds? I got into it with the most ignorant gnome of a man and was not feeling it.  At all.  But leave it to jolly ass Angie to pick up my spirits.  Two drinks later, I ignored the crowd and just tried to enjoy the energy in the air.

Now.  I took some time and thought about how vulnerable I wanted to be before I wrote this post.  I mean, this is public.  But, as I’ve gotten older, I’ve found that being ME, the unapologetic lil vixin I am, feels the best.  When I have no shame in sharing who I am with the world is when I feel the best.  I’ve learned that people will judge me whether I live my truth, or theirs.  I’ve learned that people will also offer up advice for all different types of reasons.  However, when it comes down to it, it’s my life, and I’m the only one that can live it.  With that said….. I went on vacation and fell in love.

I didn’t see it coming at all.  Initially all I saw was a cute guy in a nice car who wanted to take me out.  I didn’t have crap to do since Angie was at work all day, so why not.  He was a friend of a friend of hers, it’s not like I’d be running around the city with a total stranger.  She knew people that could vouch for his character.  I’m not totally nuts.  That Wednesday started four days of the best dates I’d ever been on.  From the French Quarter as I dragged him to all the antique shops and art galleries that caught my eye, to the awesome restaurants, movies, malls, music and just plain amazing conversation, I couldn’t have been happier.

It’s safe to say, New Orleans has my heart.