The Big Sleazy

I've been living life in the fast lane since school ended on May 4th. The next day (Friday) I flew to New Orleans where I met my old pals from Tufts (Nick) and Trinity (Eli and The Reg Man).

NOLa was a blast. The French Quarter and Bourbon street are partying it up as if nothing had ever blown through and destroyed town. The plan for the weekend was:
Friday- Celebrate Cinco de Mayo on bourbon street
Saturday- Jazz Fest
Sunday- Do whatever our two days worth of hangovers would permit

Friday afternoon we settled into a spot called Razzoos for a 3 for 1 happy hour. I highly recommend 3 for 1 happy hours, wherever they may be found. After Reggie and I burned Nick and Eli back to the hotel on New Orleans' FREE street trolley, we geared up for a night on the town. We all spent entirely too much money on booze, but the relative bargain of the night might have been dinner at Coop's Place- a classic stop for local flavors.... mmmmmm Jambalaya. Hurricanes at Pat O'Reiley's and general debauchery ensued until the wee hours of the morning. Nick slept in the bathtub for a good 3+ hours...

Saturday- Jazz Fest! Eli "up and at 'em" Cohen kicked our asses out of bed EARLY (like 10:30) and we were at the fest watching the "mayor of New Orleans" prance around like a possessed man to some killer jazz by noon. The food was almost as good as the music. Warren Haynes rocked out. Robert Randolph and the Family Band were SICK!!! RR plays the slide guitar like a man possessed with the spirit of Hendrix. Finally we caught Buffet with the masses... Buffet's pot references were almost as plentiful as the number of kids I saw there.... wholesome. We headed out for a recovery nap before another classic night on the town- where else but on Bourbon St. The 28 year old divorced pharmaceutical rep was cute and flirtaceous... but she became slightly less attractive and flirty when her huge boyfriend finally made his way into the bar. Yes she tried to pawn her little sister on me... NO I wasn't biting on that.

Sunday- Early morning Eli was at it again. Grabbed a solid breakfast and did some shopping before dropping Eli and the Reg Man back off at the airport. Then Nick and I road tripped out to Houston. I enjoyed two solid days in Houston learning all about the fine bar establishments and restaurants and, did I mention all the bars? Nick might not have been able to tell time on an alarm clock on the morning of my flight, but he sure as hell does know every single happy hour in Houston. Awesome. My flight home was made more enjoyable by the company of a beautiful and charming young lady named Elise. Great company definitely makes the time fly by :-) purrrrrr- This poor bastard was caged up in Grosse Tete, LA at the Tiger Truck Stop outside of Baton Rouge. I have to apologize for the lack of photos thus far, but it's really more due to Eli's technical incompetence than my own fault.

Fantastic 5 day trip. Definitely a much needed escape valve for the pressure built up during the first year of medical school. Can't say I relaxed much on my vacation, but if I wasn't living life at 100mph I wouldn't be happy.

Next Blog installment- either pre travel, or post arrival. This Saturday (May 20th) I depart for Roatan/La Ceiba Honduras. Sweet!