We start walking around and listen to a couple of cool jazz and blues bands, and then take a lap to
soak in all the festivities. All and all it was really cool. Lots of food, lots of music, lots of alcohol, and mermaid statues. Really what more can you ask for. The answer to that question is "good weather", because right about then is when the rain clouds rolled in. Jake and I did some quick math and realized we had 3 more hours until the one act we really wanted to see was going to come on and his venue was not covered. So we decided we could either leave or eat a pound of mud and catch pneumonia. We opted for choice 1 and said our goodbyes to Jazzfest. Just as we got in the car the deluge started and lasted for about 5 hours. All in all, we wished we got better weather but a fun experience none-the-less.
soak in all the festivities. All and all it was really cool. Lots of food, lots of music, lots of alcohol, and mermaid statues. Really what more can you ask for. The answer to that question is "good weather", because right about then is when the rain clouds rolled in. Jake and I did some quick math and realized we had 3 more hours until the one act we really wanted to see was going to come on and his venue was not covered. So we decided we could either leave or eat a pound of mud and catch pneumonia. We opted for choice 1 and said our goodbyes to Jazzfest. Just as we got in the car the deluge started and lasted for about 5 hours. All in all, we wished we got better weather but a fun experience none-the-less.Crawdad picinic- After we leave JazzFest we meet up with 
Jameel and Tim for a Crawdad picnic on the Tulane campus park, running right along the Mississippi river. After 2 straight days of rain the river was angry and extremely high. If you've never had crawfish they are an interesting eating experience. They basically look like mini lobsters and eating them is a little brutal (for both the eat-er and eat-ee). You basically rip them in half and then peel and eat the tail section and throw the rest away. It's a lot of work for a little very average tasting seafood, but it felt like a true new orleans experience, so we were happy. The no doubt about it highlight of the meal was when a caterpillar-like bug fell from the roof of the gazebo and landed in Tim's lap. Calmly, cooly, and macho-ly Tim sprung to his feet and shrieked like a 8 yr old at a Hannah Montana concert until he was able to flick it off.
Jameel and Tim for a Crawdad picnic on the Tulane campus park, running right along the Mississippi river. After 2 straight days of rain the river was angry and extremely high. If you've never had crawfish they are an interesting eating experience. They basically look like mini lobsters and eating them is a little brutal (for both the eat-er and eat-ee). You basically rip them in half and then peel and eat the tail section and throw the rest away. It's a lot of work for a little very average tasting seafood, but it felt like a true new orleans experience, so we were happy. The no doubt about it highlight of the meal was when a caterpillar-like bug fell from the roof of the gazebo and landed in Tim's lap. Calmly, cooly, and macho-ly Tim sprung to his feet and shrieked like a 8 yr old at a Hannah Montana concert until he was able to flick it off.Alligator lingerie- After our picnic we head into town and immediately spot a can't-pass-up photo op, a plywood face cutout of tarzan wrestling an alligator. Jake and I immediately take 
turns striking the pose. When we're done, we notice to our utter delight that we're standing in front of an alligator museum. We gladly pay our $2 admission and start aimlessly wandering through the 2.5 room museum like we had never seen an alligator before. The highlight of the museum was probably a tie between a 50million year old gator fossil and a sculpture of a half-alligator, half-horse riding a bicycle. Nah, what am I saying... gator-horse wins hands down.
turns striking the pose. When we're done, we notice to our utter delight that we're standing in front of an alligator museum. We gladly pay our $2 admission and start aimlessly wandering through the 2.5 room museum like we had never seen an alligator before. The highlight of the museum was probably a tie between a 50million year old gator fossil and a sculpture of a half-alligator, half-horse riding a bicycle. Nah, what am I saying... gator-horse wins hands down. After leaving the museum we stumble across the street to a lingerie shop with a mannequin in the window dressed in her night time attire and holding a mop. I guess this is someone's fantasy, but we found it incredibly random and funny and decided we needed to get a picture with said mannequin. Somehow we talk the shopkeep into re-opening the store (it just closed 10mins ago), opening up her display window, letting us pose like idiots, and on top of all that she went outside to take the picture of us. I think the conversation went something like..."Hey we're on a road trip across the country and would love to get a picture with your mannequin in the window". Starting to believe people really are nicer in the south.
Magazine St.- After our random acts of stupidity, Jameel 
takes us to another cool local bar with an awesome wrap around deck on the 2nd floor. We play some foosball, watch the sixers game, and generally have a great time with all our new friends. Before we know it we've spent 6+ hours in the same bar and have had an amazing night.
takes us to another cool local bar with an awesome wrap around deck on the 2nd floor. We play some foosball, watch the sixers game, and generally have a great time with all our new friends. Before we know it we've spent 6+ hours in the same bar and have had an amazing night.Late night on Burbon- In our last night in New Orleans we decide to see how hard burbon street parties on a Sunday night. The answer is pretty hard and into the wee wee hours of the morning. The best part was a phillipine bartender we met with a crazy laugh/cackle that I could only describe as the wicked witch laugh from the bugs bunny cartoons played at too high a speed. She may or may not have put a voodoo hex on Jake.
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