The French Quarter hasn’t changed much since I saw it last. Then again, most of the buildings date back more than a hundred years, it would be a shame if it had changed significantly. Some of the businesses have changed but it pretty much looks the same.
Bourbon street still has that same stale alcohol smell. You cannot escape it, nor can you escape the loud music. It doesn’t matter what time of day it is, there are always people walking around with drinks in their hand, often two. Some of them extremely drunk. I was probably one of them years ago but somewhere along the way learned a few things.
As always, groups of people (mainly men) stood on balconies drinking and smoking trying to tempt women into showing their tits for a string of plastic beads. It never ceases to amaze me what can happen when there is alcohol involved how else would someone be enticed by a 50 cent string of plastic beads to expose themselves?
The atmosphere of the French Quarter is amazing. I love walking up and down the narrow streets and taking it all in. There is so much history. There really isn’t any other place like it. Continue reading
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