After a LONG drive down from Iowa City to New Orleans (16 hours in a van with 9 other awesome law students) we finally arrived at the Maison Dupuy hotel on Saturday night. With not a minute to lose, we got ready and headed out to Bourbon Street. Some of the more notable things: people drinking out in the street (no "open container" laws) and the SMELL. Oh my, the smell. We would later have the foul liquid that runs in the streets (a mixture of vomit, urine, alcohol, and other mysterious substances) described to us as the "party gravy." Ugh.
Anel and I starting the night off right with some LARGE (and expensive) beverages.
Me and Alex
Alex and Jessie in the smoke-filled bar
Whitney, Sylwia and Anel
NOLA roomies! Me, Liz, Kelsey and Sylwia
Later in the night, we also made it to "the Beach," a bar featuring a mechanical WHALE (as opposed to a bull). Unfortunately, I was too busy dancing and fending away creepers to take any pictures. Props to the girls who rode the whale that night!
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