Sandra Bullock's House
We
decided to go on a walking haunted history tour because New Orleans has apparently
had countless sightings of the paranormal and we all strongly believe in all
that. Actually, we decided when we finally got up at lunch time that a tour
would be a good idea and it was the only one available. After the two hour
tour, Bourbon Street the night before was still our most disturbing experience
in New Orleans.
After
the tour we decided to have a drink away from the touristy areas at a bar called
Touche. Here we met local empty-nester couple Mary and Don, who were out on
their weekly date night. We think it was an excuse for Mary to get out and get
smashed, because smashed she did get.
After
countless rounds with Mary and Don, they showed us a few great places to party,
including Mama’s – where we ate peanut butter burgers and laughed along with
the barmaid while she sledged Keanan; and Pat O’Brien’s – a crowded little bar where
two piano players would play your song if you slung ‘em a buck or two. Jon
could not resist requesting the American national anthem (Star Spangled Banner),
to see the whole room rise from their chairs, hands on hearts, tears in their eyes
and patriotism at its best.
Don, an anaesthetist by trade, excused himself and Mary by stating that he had to wake up in
the morning and save lives. A soft explanation, but we let it slide.
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