I met up with my cousin Ethan and his friend Kevin last night. We went to New Orleans and stayed at a hostel called the India House. When you think about it hostels are not really such a great deal, for all 3 of us the price was about the same as a two bedroom hotel room and you end up with less than private accommodations and no cable. The upside is that every one here is very nice and the desk twins are easy on the eyes. A lot of characters live here, but then most of New Orleans is full of those.
Kevin is quite a musician so we went to the French quarter and he played street trumpet for money, he was so good we made $2. Oddly enough his horn was the only jazz to be found in the entire city last night. Unfortunately, as it has happened almost everywhere else, New Orleans has been taken over by hip hop and rap. The French Quarter has the most bars I have ever seen in my life and the level of drunk that people get easily attains Kelleys Island and Put in Bay weekend nights and then some. If you stand in the middle of bourbon street as far as you can see in either direction are bars and strip clubs. Ethan said, "look there are so many bars you can't see where they end, they follow the curve of the earth". We had about 65 beers, which you can take anywhere, including in cars, ate some sliders and went to sleep. Were going to look around for dead people in the city today and find some Gumbo.
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