Bourbon Street - Elective

Friday night, after returning home from the Whitney Plantation we were officially on our own time. With no tours scheduled and no concrete plans in mind... We decided as a group that we couldn't leave New Orleans without experiencing the Bourbon Street night life. Knowing we were out of our element and in a fairly unfamiliar environment, we decided to stay together and travel as a pack. I think what I enjoyed most about Bourbon was how diverse it was. There were people of all ages, shapes, colors (I even saw a man who was gold!), and sizes. Some were dressed to the nines, some had signs asking people for clothes because they couldn't afford them. The drinks were outrageously priced and most were terrible. You couldn't walk more than 15 feet without someone trying to sell you something, take a picture with them, or get you to come into their bar. It was crowded. It was stinky. There were unfamiliar liquids on the ground all around you. The music was loud and everybody was there just trying to have a good time. I had one of the best times that I've had in a long time and I think that everyone who was out with us would say the same thing. We all stayed together and we all had a blast. I like to think of it as a celebration for ending the semester, passing our classes, and moving on up.