
My brothers Rick and Ryan and I packed in the car around 2:00 p.m. on Wednesday afternoon and got to Dallas, TX around 9:00 a.m. on Thursday morning. I only drove about an hour from 5:30 a.m. to 6:30 a.m. and pretty much the rest of the time I watched the Office. (I only slept about an hour) By the end of the trip Rick was getting jealous that I was spending more time with Dwight than talking with him. It sure made the trip more bearable though. So we spent Thursday trying to recover from our drive and getting ready for the rest of the journey. Friday morning we left Dallas at 5:00 a.m. to make our 8 hour journey to New Orleans. I slept the first four, so that wasn't bad at all.
Here are some pictures of the swamps coming into New Orleans. It was weird because later on the roads were build over the canal on big cement pillars and then there was land/swamp on both sides.
I really wanted to live up my experience there so I ordered Blackened Alligator Pasta. It was pretty good, pretty greasy. I felt like I was standing up for all those people who have been eaten or attacked by a Gator! Lexi really wanted to try the frog legs, so Greg ordered them for her, Holy cow though we didn't expect them to be so big. I just couldn't bring myself to try it, but good for everyone else who did! I wish I had a picture of Lexi's face while she ate it.
Then we spent a couple of hours walking around the city. We were so lucky to walk a couple of blocks of Bourbon Street. Yuck, we didn't go far enough into it to see too much riskay business, but it literally STANK!! It smelled like a combination of B.O., Poop, urine, alcohol and who knows what else. I couldn't stand it very long, but the minute we got out on a different road the smell went away.
But yea, I'm pretty sure there is no reason for me to go back to New Orleans unless we play in the Sugar Bowl again.
Our seats at the game were awesome. I've never had such a great view at a football game, and watched so intently. Here are some pictures of the game and what not...
Cool Indian Guy after the game.


