Oh, Canada

Ha, I don’t set an alarm cause I’ve been getting up at 11 or before every day. But when you go to bed about 5am I guess you’re gonna sleep a little bit longer. I roll out of bed at close to 1 which means I’m gonna roll into Toronto hopefully by 10 which isn’t bad but I was hoping for a little bit earlier but as my dad likes to say “you want to play, you got to pay” And I am in time. I hit the road and drive a lot of Penn and through NY State which is a gorgeous drive. Upper NY is so pristine. It has rolling hills, and green everywhere. The sky looks amazing, the clouds plump. Everything is great. I stop at a small town about 5 min from the border of NY and have some home cookin’. Nice think pork chops, with a shit ton of gravy, some mash potatoes with what taste like 4 pounds of butter. Lovely. I did have some corn to give me some veggie. I wanted some homemade pie they had. It looks delicious, but I need to get on the road. But togo works for a snack a lot later in the night, or what I thought would be late. But strawberry-rhubarb pie doesn’t last long in my car. Lol. I think I ate it within an hour or 2. Niagara Falls is on the way and I can’t wait to see the falls. From the pictures I’ve seen it is spectacular. And it doesn’t disappoint. The pictures I took, I think were great. Showing everything from the part that brings it down to the falls and the falls lit up. I’m starting to see that most if not all of our monuments are so much better to see at night. I walk around to every possible shot of the falls on the American side. I was gonna go to the Canadian side but I’d rather get going and get to Toronto. It’s not too hard to get into Canadia. They ask a few questions. Where are you coming from, where are you going, how long you gonna be in town? Nothing out of hand. I jump on the freeway?? I think it might be called. They go 80 kmph. That is less than 60 mph. It’s so hard to go that slow but I’m not about to start breaking the law in Canada. I would have made it to Toronto a lot sooner but only going 55 – 60 mph it takes forever. And it doesn’t help that they have shut down their freeway close to Toronto to work on it. So it adds even more time to my trip. I finally get into Toronto to my 4 star hotel that is connected to the Rogers Centere, which is where the Blue Jays play. I get up to my room and it has a separate room for my bed, a desk, a conference table, stairs, a living room, 2 TV’s and a window that looks out onto the Space Needle. It’s right outside my window!!! I’m looking at the room wishing they would take all this away and just give me a fridge and a micro. What the hell do I need with a conference table for? Anyway it’s a great place. There’s a bar downstairs I never went to but the window looked out onto the stadium. Just a very cool place to stay in Toronto and it downtown, so not much around for a Saturday night, but some. I find a sports bar and jump in and have a couple whiskeys’ just taking in the Canadian way. In the first 2 hours and over the time of the trip I find that Canadians are a tad bid overly sensitive. Who kinda make small things into big things. It happened more than a couple times. It was a quick night, last call is at 2 and I got in and settled at 1, so tomorrow will have to be the night I get wild lol.
I take my time getting up since I have to go all of 11 floors down to the stadium. Have I mentioned my hotel room is connected to the stadium!!! The stadium is huge!! It holds the CFL team there to and I’m hoping that’s why it’s so big. Cause another stadium that has no one in it. It’s just way too big for a new baseball stadium. It is very nice and retractable but just too big. And I’m tired of places telling me I can’t go around the stadiums. There are so many rules. I can’t go downstairs where better food is and more of the stadium is!!! I walked down from the top floor to the bottom and got there and they tell me, get the fuck back upstairs you broke as Yankee. You can’t even walk around downstairs if you have tickets for upstairs. That’s God Damn ridiculous. Anyway after the Blue Jays won of course, I made my way to a place that had ½ off apps that I found last night. Met a couple people who were in the business and the bartenders. They told me a couple places to go, so I went back to the hotel and relaxed and then shot back to the same bar to have a quick drink and scoot off to other bars. But they were closing and going up the street. So I walked around and there is nothing open on Sunday night in Toronto. But you make due. I went to the place the bartender told me they were going. She saw me and pulled me to their table. Had a couple pitchers and her and her friend wanted to go to the club. Knowing I wasn’t getting into the club dressed in adidas, jeans, Giants shirt, and Toronodo sweatshirt and hat: I said F it let’s try. And yea not getting in. I send them in and go back to the bar I was just at and the fun starts!!! WOW I get back to the bar and meet a dude from Toronto, and then a couple guys from Ireland. We drink and chat about politics. They think we are kinda retarded and I think they are so we get along. Cause we all know that all of our countries are. They do last call and the Toronto guy says “do you play poker?” We all give an emphatic “NO”, but he comes back with “there’s booze” and we are in a cab and on our way to a random spot ill never find again. There is poker, beer and karaoke. One of the Irish guys jumps up and sings. There wasn’t much there anymore. No one was playing poker, and there was really no one there so we ended up going to another back ally place ill never find in Chinatown. We stand outside the place we don’t know why and the door swings open, and this Irish guy starts grilling us about where we had been drinking making sure we aren’t cops. Thank god he didn’t ask me cause I wouldn’t have been able to answer any question. We jump downstairs and it’s like right out of a movie. Dim lights, smoke filling the air, people playing poker, and an Irish bartender right off the boat who serves a mean shot of Jameson. LOL. We chat with him a while just about umm everything I think. All I know is that shots kept showing up and we kept drinking them. I’m not gonna tell this guy no. I’d like to meet the person who does. Anyway from 3 – 5 is a blur and all I know is that I owe The Canadian and Irish some drinks cause I didn’t get any Canadian money when I came into the country. I didn’t pay for anything after the real bar closed. I look at the time and its 5am and I need to get to Detroit tomorrow and I need to leave by 10:30. So I stumble out of the bar and its light outside. I almost puke at the thought of waking up in 5 hours. I barely got to my room, and I pasted out quickly.
I woke up the next day pretty much dead. I took a picture of me just rising from hell but that isn’t a postable pic.

NY II

Early wakeup call since my car is parked on the street. This crappy hotel has a great breakfast. They have a make your own waffle maker, a bunch of toasts and jellies and such with OJ and milks, for such a shit hole, I’m impressed. Especially since I am finding out city to city that the worse the hotel the more you get for free and the better the hotel the more you have to pay for. This place had a kitchen in my room. Fridge, stove, micro all the things you may need. At ***’s hotels they have nothing extra. Most the time you have to pay extra for parking, and sometimes for internet and they don’t give you micros or small fridges. They do have great beds and killer bathrooms and views but you can’t bring back food of any sort or a 12 pack of beer back, which I’m assuming is why they do that. Anyway it’s on my way back to NY. I’m staying at the same place as I was last time. This time I will have a lot more fun. I plan on partying in Manhattan this time. I get into NY this time a lot easier than last time. No driving through Manhattan or over 6 bridges and under 4 tunnels.
After getting up really early in Baltimore and went to the hotel and pasted out for a while. Then I went into city. Walked around a bit just trying to take some pics and find a place to eat and drink. I got into Manhattan, and found the empire state building. Its looks closer than it actually is. It looks likes it’s right there but 5 NY blocks later there it is. I’ve been there before so no way am I waiting in the 2 hour line to see it again. But I wanted to go to the bars I was at 2 years ago that let me drink with them till 7am. I drop by and I figured it wasn’t going to be anything like it was 2 years ago, but went in had a drink and left to try find a good place to eat and drink. There are a ton of places out there and so hard to pick one. I tried going to Bond 45 which I went to 2 years ago but was just way out of the price range for what they had, but I was definitely coming back for dessert. They have a killer cheesecake. I went around dropping in and having a drink here and there. I find a steakhouse with a great deal. Salad and a steak with 2 sides for like $35. Can’t beat theat. Ohhh my what a steak. Tender and delicious. Kinda reminds me of like a Morton’s. Kinda small, old and tucked away a little. Even on Times Square. I eat a great meal and have a couple bourbons. I head over to Bond 45 to get their cheesecake. It was so much better last time. You have one thought in your head and it doesn’t go the way you think it will. It was good but not as good as I remember. Just different. Met a couple girls from down under, and it was one of their birthdays. Bought them a couple drinks at the bar across the street, then jumped on the metro and headed to the hotel.


SO I get up and take my time, but I am stoked to get to New Yankee stadium. I was at the old Yankee stadium and loved it. The history of the place was great and I’m afraid that the new one losses it all. No one except the teams that have been in there since last year. I get there a little early to get a ticket. The cheapest I can get is $50 at the gate. But scalpers can be good at any stadium. I grab a $75 tickets from $47. This seat is lower reserved, behind right field, right next to the bleachers…that doesn’t let you buy or bring in alcohol into them. That’s obscene!!! I step foot into the stadium and it’s the same feel. You are in Yankee Stadium. Whether it is new or old, it doesn’t matter. The team is history. They spend $200 million a year on salary. You walk out and it’s the same feeling I had when walking into Pac Bell when it first opened with my Dad. Just in awe. It’s a Roman Coliseum. I have been very angry about the fans in many stadiums. I have been angry at Giants fans for sitting on their hands from time to time. But after being at a lot of these stadiums, I know now that we have top 5 fans in the league. We are not as crazy as Philly but after being in NY we aren’t there either. They are great. There is no sign on the video screen telling them to cheer and clap and make some noise. They are up and yelling all the time. Swisher comes out and starts screaming at the fans. Getting him and the stands PUMPED UP!!! I’m not a Yankee fan but I was rooting for them after that display. And it keeps growing. They do “Roll Call”. Which is them chanting each player’s name on the field except the pitcher and catcher for good reason. Each player after their name being chanted tips a cap or waves to acknowledge the fans and their names. This I find is awesome. The fans are up and cheering all game. The Twins were up a lot of the game but 6th inning comes along and the Yankees break it open. They walk Tex, to get to A-Roid??? Bases loaded with A-Roid up. Grand Slam!!! This place went nuts. This goes up with the Manny homerun at the beginning of this trip. This is a baseball game. This is a baseball stadium. No sugar coating, no kid friendly crap. No F-ing seal as a mascot. One of the few reasons I hate ATT Park.
The crowd and I filed out of the park. Onto the subway down to Manhattan for hopefully a good night of drinking. Nothing to exciting cause you have to find the shitty dive bars off the beaten path and it’s really hard when you’re downtown in Times Square. But after much walking around and I found one. It was owned by a former boxing trainer. I keep thinking I’m going to have a drink at a lot of these places and just head home. But you run into someone from SF area and then another and then you get a long conversation going and you end up drinking till 4am and passing out. But you only live once and I’m doing as much as I can on this trip, not letting anything pass me by. I grab the train and pass out quick at the hotel.

Just Baltimore

So after a long good night in Boston it took a while in my mind to get to Baltimore. I had to double back around and grab the state signs. Which sometimes is a huge pain in the ass but I want to get as many as the states will let me. Some are not as easy on one side as they are on the other side of the state. NY coming from the south shoots you right into NYC so nowhere to pull over. Pulling into Baltimore it is raining!!! And of course freaking out every min it rains harder and harder. Thinking this is the stadium I’m going to miss because of rain. I check into the hotel and there is nothing that goes into the stadium so it’s a quick 20 blocks, 20 min drive in the rain. It’s right downtown right after work so it’s taking a while. But I get parked and it’s still drizzling. The park is BEAUTIFUL!!! Just as I thought it would be. Except for the walkway behind right field. I thought that the walkway was a small ally behind the park and not part of it. Boy was I wrong. I walk into the stadium and I start on the walkway, on the right there is the warehouses that now have bars in them. And to my left is the stadium that started the change in stadiums today. Old looking but still new look to it. The game starts 30 min late but thank god it starts. The inside is large and rommie but still has a small stadium touch to it. No one is there because it’s raining and cold as hell, but they are kinda into it. They have the worst music selection though. Vanilla Ice, Old 80’s jams and just all around crap. There might have been some Jonas Brothers but I couldn’t tell them from someone killing cat. Of course Baltimore wins another home team victory. I head out of the stadium and back to the hotel, where the only parking near that doesn’t cost $25 is on the street and I have to leave by 8, which is fine with me cause wasn’t really into staying in Baltimore all that much anyway. I grab some actual pretty good food and a beer at the Irish pub up the street and head right for the hotel, and bed. Been a long day of driving and being hung-over at the beginning of the day has turned into overwhelming tiredness. I hit the hay for an early morning wake up to get out of Baltimore and head to NY again.

Greatest Rivaly in Sports??

So a 4 hour drive up to Boston after the Giants losing. I figure I’m just gonna grab a little food and a drink and hit the sack. Umm didn’t happen that way. I go across the street from a couple wings and a beer but I run into a couple guys who are staying at the same hotel and are about to go to downtown Boston, hey do I want to split a cab and head down for drinks??? Hell Yes. You only live once. So we head on down to the Purple Shamrock somewhere in Boston and these guys want shots of Jager!! What am I 23???!!! I find out they are pilots and are flying out tomorrow. They don’t really like telling people they are pilots because they get scared that pilots are out drinking….I’m not flying tomorrow and they are flying out of Boston so I could give a shit. So after a couple rounds of Jager and beer and Whiskey I’m pretty fucked up. And just chilling around and not remembering much of what is actually goes on from there I know I am waking up and going into downtown a little later in the day so just need some actually sleep.
I get up and take my time getting up, very very slowly. Jager is the devil. I grab the bud down to Fenway for the “greatest rivalry in sports” I get there very early to kind of look around but that doesn’t get far. I’m way too hung over to do anything but try and feel better. And how do you feel better from a hangover than to have the hair of the dog, and some greasy food. It takes me 2 screwdrivers and 2 beers to feel close to normal. I grab a pork sandwich and some chili fries because I know I’m gonna need some substance which I didn’t get a lot of the night before. I have my flask as usual and its feeling like I’m gonna need it. It is getting cold quick. I take a walk around inside of Fenway. The history is awesome. And after being in old Yankee Stadium 2 years ago and it being quite small but beautiful. Just can’t fit 4 wide in the old one and in the old style Fenway it’s huge inside at least the when you walk around the outer ring of it. Once you get to the seats it’s a little different but you’re not sitting each other, so still good. There are seats that look like they have been there since 1910 but the place is well put together. The only problem is there are a lot of Boston fans. Now what I’m expecting in this rivalry is hate and fights and HATE!!!! Something like a Giant/Dodger series. But nothing. People were cheering each other and poking fun back at each other. And I was sitting in the right field bleachers. I walked around and saw the same exact thing everywhere. I was very upset for “the greatest rivalry in sports”. I think the Giant/Dodger games are way more hate filled and have more of a rivalry. These were just 2 teams that happen to be playing each other. Just not what you expect when you walk into a stadium where you hear about these fans that are so into their sports cause there is nothing else to do in these towns. But so disappointing. In SF and LA you don’t talk to each other like you are friends, not during the game at least. Anyway fuck’em this isn’t the greatest rivalry in sports. It is May though and it’s less than 40 degrees and that’s not a guesstimate, that is fact!!! I’m in my sweater and hat, and thank god I brought my giants scarf and gloves cause I would had frozen to death. There were women walking around in short shorts, well girls. I felt like a huge pussy. I’m wrapped up like the kid in “A Christmas Story” where his mom wraps him up for school….”I can’t put my arms down, I can’t put my arms down!!!” You know what I’m talking about. I don’t know if people are looking at me cause I have all Giants stuff on like I do every day or because I’m wrapped up so much while they are just chillin. The place is gorgeous, especially for such an old park. I’m trying to watch the game but every fan keeps walking up and down throughout the game. There is no stop to it. Up and down up and down. No one is watching the game. The vendors just stand in the isle and there is about 1000 of them. Just a full on annoying game. I walked in wanting to root for them but the people changed my mind and I had to root for the Yankees. And of course the Red Sox win making it 12 for 14. I go to wait for the bus but there is a bar across the street called Eastern Standard. Great new, fancy, weird drinks and nice people. The food looked good also. I have found where dinner is tomorrow. I grab a drink and go catch the bus back to the hotel. I talk to the bus driver who is from Southie. Which is south Boston. So I figure what the hell ill check it all out. He’s given me a couple ideas.
I jump out of bed lol and find out a couple things I want to see in the city. A couple history things and a food place. I try really hard to go do some sightseeing stuff, but $10 in tolls, and my GPS not being able to keep up with all the different exits and underground things you have to do I give up!! ! I hit up Shanahan’s a fast food place that has been there for years and taste like fast food. Nothing special at all. The way the bus driver was talking I thought it would be a bar. So I drive around and find a bar that says something Irish on it. Which in southie isn’t hard. The bar I walked into wasn't an Irish bar but did have a cute bartender that told me the Goodwill Hunting bar is down the street. Sweet!!! Sightseeing….I go in for a beer. It looks so much smaller in real life than it does in the movies. No Matt Damon or Ben Aflac except for the pictures so I pound it and get out of there, looking for another one, maybe with some people in it. I see another bar called Murphy’s Law. It’s got people standing outside so maybe a couple inside. Not the case. But its where some of the movie, Gone Baby Gone was shot. It looks a little different until the bartender put the DVD on to show you every scene the bar is in. Literally breaking down each frame by frame. Was funny and boring but cool to see, and apparently another movie is going to shoot there soon. I head off cause I want to grab dinner at the place from last night. I head back home get semi nice looking which for me is hard to do. But I hit the bus and head in again. I get into the bar and there are a ton of people going to the game I relax and wait for a seat. I grab a seat with a couple drinks and something I’ve never had before but always wanted. A little bone marrow. Wow taste like butter, but kinda seafodish. It good but nothing id go for much times. I chat it up with some ladies at the bar and tell them what’s going on and they happen to have another ticket and say hey you want to come with. And I say “no, not a chance its freezing outside” But what am I stupid, the 3 B’s beer, baseball and women. So I jump into the park with these 2 lovely ladies who are way past hammered and getting worse, but they are fun. They are playing the Blue Jays and I get to boooo Fred Lewis. The ladies are wasted and tell me to meet them outside, but I know I’m never seeing them again. I head back over to the Eastern Standard but to packed. I head over to this cigar bar a small cab ride away. I have a cigar and a beer and get out quickly, and still smells like it days later, HA. I walk around a bit walking in and out of all the bars on the street. After not being able to stand I jump on the bus and get my happy drunk ass on the bus again. Missing my stop for the 2nd night in a row. I can’t believe I find my hotel some nights.
I slither out of bed in the morning, way to early cause I’m going on a bus tour. And I have to catch it at Fenway again. Never go sightseeing hung-over. There were stops and there was no way I was getting off that bus. I can see most of the stuff from the bus anyway. But I can’t see the inside of Cheers bar from the bus J I need some food and a beer or 19. I just grab a couple and a really killer grilled cheese. And did you know it’s not actually called Cheers?? It’s called The Bull and Finch. But good for tourist spot nice bartender. After I’m done I’m waiting for the tour bus and these two guys come up to me and ask if I was on a bus in NY a couple days ago, and I was. I had met this father/son the other day coming back from the Giants/Mets game and they stayed at my hotel. Just so random. Small world. I get to see a couple more things, like the Paul Revere House, which I’m my opinion is a waste of time. I stopped off in the Financial District, beautifully put together. Great buildings a nice little park. Just a beautiful city. Reminds me a lot of SF. It is 1 square mile smaller than SF but seems like a lot more spread out. But I’ll find out more next time I go. But the snow thing just really throws me off of really loving these places. I head back to my hotel to grab a nap so I can try and make it through the night cause I’m really going to eat and drink tonight. Not just drink. I head to a place called Autobahn. And I love this place. It doesn’t look like a bar. There is no booze shown. It’s all in cabinets. They do some great, cocktails and have some good simple food. A Kobe beef hotdog, a good but simple cheese platter. I take a walk now to Eastern Standard one more time. They remember my name and get me the first seat that opens up at the bar. I just as the bartender Hugh to make me whatever. He goes off on all these drinks and I have no clue what is in any of them. The drink list just gives descriptions of either where it came from or what is tastes like. I eat something I do remember that, but off the top of my head and not wanting to go through the 1000 receipts right now keeps me from knowing it. Anyway I have a great time and chilling there and am going back next time I’m ion town and will recommend it to everyone. EASTERN STANDARD!!! I need sleep I’m going to beautiful…. Baltimore. 6 more hours.

Walk Off's in NY

I wake up to get the fuck out of Philly. Jesus!!! The booze isn’t so bad but the people…THE PEOPLE!!! I jump in the car on my way to NY. I’m here for only 2 days and I’m gonna use this time to relax and get some energy back. I’m staying in Queens which is a short bus ride away from Citi Field where I get to watch my Giants play the Mets. It isn’t too far. It’s only a 4 hour drive but made longer when your GPS likes to give you 9 instructions at once and one missed exit cost me an extra $10. The amount of money I’m spending on toll ways is ridiculous. From D.C. to Philly and now N.Y. I spent almost $30 getting to Queens. George Washington Bridge, Manhattan Bridge, Lincoln Tunnel!!!! $5 for the GG Bridge is nothing compared to the shit you have to do in this city. I wanted to go driving around to other cities but I was so worried I’d run into more bridges and tunnels that I’d have to spend a shit ton of money on. The busses and subway is the way to go. So I get to my hotel and chill out. Grabbing a drink typing out some blog downstairs at the hotel bar. I wanted to head out and get some food and see Queens at least. I found some place in some part of the city, lol. It was like Cuban food, I had a chicken stuffed with cheese and cheese and bacon and covered with cheese and BBQ sauce. While I was waiting outside for the food and having a cigarette and I’m looking around at how beautiful it was. And started thinking about how many people kept telling me I’m gonna run into a city and find something I like so much I’m never gonna want to leave. I look up and down the street, hmm wow, I could do this. This is like the Mission and a short ride from Manhattan. And my mind goes forward about let’s say 8 months, and I look at my car and picture it and under 6 feet of snow….. And yea not a chance I’m gonna do this shit!!! I love the snow, but if I had a big rig with a plow on the front of it then maybe, and an electric car starter. But yea I love having no seasons. Anyway so I get to the hotel after dinner and go to the hotel bar to chill out and watch the games on TV. I end up sitting next to this older chick that plays on the LPGA from time to time, travels to other countries like weekly for her job which is green products for hotels. She has been crying all say cause she’s a woman who missed her flight??!! Ughhh. She’s also been drinking since like 5. We chat and go out for a smoke, it’s so bad watching someone crumble in front of you but hilarious. She can hardly walk to the door, she goes to light her cigarette the wrong way. She ends up getting it right. We finish up and go to the bar. She’s going through her bag for something and I look over and she is either drooling or puking into her purse!!! I’m guessing puking but who the fuck knows. Ugh, I have to take care of someone, and all I want to do is have a drink and relax. And no I didn’t do what most of you bastards think I did, you filthy fuckers lol. I was very gentlemanly and told the guy at the desk and had him bring her up. And being nice pays off cause he bought me a drink!!! Works for me lol. I’ll take a Makers rocks for free any day.
The next day I need some NY pizza for lunch. The person at the front desk sends me to the place they all go. I have to ask a couple people outside the place how it is cause I’m not having bad pizza in NY. I order a slice of pepperoni pie. I put a little pepper flakes on it and go for it. Eh its pizza. Nothing special the only difference is that you have to fold it. Pizza is pizza. And again another food you have to get is a disappointment. The pizza in Chicago better not be as disappointing. But I do have to say once I had some pizza, I got hooked. I need to catch the bus to the game which picks my up right in front of the hotel and drops me off right in front of Citi Field. I get there really early cause I want to perfect tickets. I want upper deck front row so my flag hangs and shows everyone!!! Yea buddy, go Giants!!! I get in there early and watch my Giants take some batting practice. I’m using the fact that I drove 5,000 miles and screaming at the Giants to come sign autographs. And its works Matt Cain who I’ve been hoping for comes over and signs. I have a baseball I want him, Zito, and Lincecum on. So 2 sown and just Timmy to go. But as I’m watching batting practice Timmy just lets balls pass him in the outfield and lets someone else go pick them up at the warning track, it looks like he doesn’t want people asking him for his autograph. Either he’s too nice to say no or he’s a complete dick. Right now I’m going he’s a Dick. Cause all his boys sign. Zito evens points me out at the end of batting practice and throws me a ball. And I didn’t fuck it up and drop it. I caught it and shoved it in the kids standing next to me face. HA fucking kiddy Mets’ fans. In your face. I didn’t do that. The game starts and if you’ve been paying attention to the home team winning, well they did it again. We were down all game and in the top of the 9th we come back and tie the game. There are a good amount of Giants fans there so it’s getting rowdy. I pull my flag out and wave it around!!! Slapping hands and screaming lets go Giants. The bottom of the 9th comes along and again Romo throws another homerun to lose a game for the second time on my trip. There is nothing more sad than sitting in another team’s park after a walk off homerun folding up your flag that you were just waving in their face. But the Mets’ fans are all cool. All just for fun.
I found out last night that the Saturday game is a day game. So I wake up early and catch the bus again. Get there early cause I’m hoping for batting practice again but it has been raining so its canceled. I try to go outside to go get some food and they say I can’t leave. No in and out. I actually talk to the manager of the staff and he confirms and I had to compare the place to a jail. He says we like to think of it as a little better than that. But when you can’t come and go as you please it sounds like a jail to me. Anyway, I watch the game just kinda taking it in cause I don’t want to fold up my flag again at the end of the game. We are down all game and again we come back and tie the game!!! And again in the 10th, my first extra inning game, yep you guessed it, we blow it again. Another walk off homerun. And the home team wins again. Its 11-2 for the home teams. This is stupid. 4 of those losses are my Giants. I can’t be in to bad of a mood though cause I’m leaving to Boston, and this is a good weekend anyway, and tomorrow I get to see the Yankees/Red Sox game. The rivalry or rivalries

Long one sorry! but great time

So unfortunately didn’t get to spend much time in ATL and left right after the game and a little dinner. And it’s a nice like 10 hour drive through the south. I couldn’t make it all the way to D.C. In one day cause I left ATL at like 5 and I’m not paying for a $100 some odd dollars for a hotel in D.C. I would use for 8 hours. So a shitty motel 6 or something near Raleigh, NC is good enough for me. Talked to lady at the front and she told me where some good BBQ was and got my rest and woke up at the crack of 10 and got on the road. Found the BBQ place a little bit away. And yea!!! This is southern BBQ. I quickly open up the menu and scan through. I find an interesting item on there. Just a little thing called “BBQ” I had to ask. And the southern boy looks me dead in the eye and says…..”Its BBQ, it’s just BBQ.” I’m sure I just looked stunned. It felt like one of the cartoon characters where my jaw drops to the ground and my tongue rolls out. Or I look into the camera and hold up a sign with a screw and a ball on it. I ask a few other times and trying to use words to ask what BBQ is but I’m so stunned my brain is no longer working. I finally get out of him that it is chopped up pork, So pretty much a pulled pork sandwich, coleslaw and all. Delicious. You get 2 sides so I get the hushpuppies and fried okra. I need to try just BBQ so I ask him for a half order of just the pulled beef, and get another side of hushpuppies. He again is looking at me like I’m crazy getting all this food. I wan to get to D.C. now so I’m eating on the way and F-ing A!!! 2 great meals in 2 days just making me happier than a pig in shit. Collard greens aren’t great cause they again need pepper, and collard greens smell like shit. The fried okra is good, kinda mushy but still good. And the beef was tender and delicious. The BBQ sauce wasn’t my fav but it was like a mustard vinegar based sauce and just not my thing but beef was goooooooodddd. The drive isn’t bad the south is beautiful. Rivers, forest, and lush greenery. I pull into D.C and its weird. You know you’re getting close cause the GPS tells me so. And I look to my right and BOOM…..Pentagon. So awesome!! That’s the way the whole city was. I pulled into Bethesda in Maryland which is like 35 min out of downtown and I’m driving around for like 15 min trying to find my hotel. I have started booking with hotwire now and only getting 3 or more start hotels. I just feel better about being in the city when I have a nice hotel, and most the time when you have a nice hotel its near things you want to be around and not when you are at a shit hole, there isn’t anything around except well….shit. So I finally find it cause I had been circling it for 15 min, but I kept looking at it and saying I can’t be staying at the Hyatt. Is this possible?? It does tell you where you are staying but I wrote it down wrong. So yea the Hyatt, its huge it has 2 restaurants in it and pool and the damn Metro is right underneath it. And it goes right into downtown. I get settled and one of the guys I was talking to in the city when I was leaving told me to go check out the monuments at night. They are apparently lit up beautifully. So I jump on the metro and head on down. First thing on my list is the Arlington National Cemetery. I’ve heard its eerie standing next to all the grave stones so we will see. I get in and make the best decision of the D.C. trip. I get the tour. Its cost like $7 and they tell you all about the cemetery. And you can get off and on as much as you want. I get to see JFK and RFK’s gravesites. And I find out this used to be Robert E. Lee’s property until he decided to be the general of the South. They still have his quarters up at the top names Arlington house. Beautiful view of the whole city. I get to see the changing of the flowers at the grave sites of the unknown soldiers. And I just stand there in the midst of hundreds of thousands of grave stones. I can’t believe how many there are. It’s so sad but I don’t feel sprits but it’s still just so sad. And thinking of how many are here and how many are not here!!! I got really morbid for a while thinking of people I would have known who are here and who aren’t here that I have known and do know now. And it really made me appreciate those people more and the people that fight for us. As if I didn’t respect them enough it makes it just over the top. Everyone should see this place and see the sacrifice of this country and the family’s of these people who have gone to war. So I finish up just as they are closing and grab the metro. I walk outside the downtown metro and I’m just trying to find the Washington Monument, I hope I pick the right way to walk and I get outside the metro which is in a courtyard, and I look up and again Boom!!!! Washington Monument is right there. Shocked the hell out of me. History in person is so fucking cool. Just thinking about the amount of great people who have stood in this town. And walked the same steps I am walking. I grab some food at a pub and have a beer or 2 and wait for the sun to go down. He was right. The Washington Monument is gorgeous at night. I’m walking around trying to find the White House and I just can’t find the damn thing, I’m all backward in this town. But again I turn to the right and BOOOMMMM!!! White House!!! I’m taking pics and a couple walks by and tells me about this great place up the street past the White House. But I still need to take some pics. I walk to the Lincoln Memorial which is kinda far. It looks close but wow I put some miles on my shoes here. So walk by and click some pics of the reflecting pool and see Lincoln in his glory. It’s hot as fuck out to. And walking in jeans and a button up shirt on with my SF Shirt on under (cause I need to have some SF gear on at all times) I’m pretty much dying. I’m sweating out, and giving me a work out on vacation I never signed up for. I’m trying to make it to this place called Founding Farmers which apparently has great cocktails. I getting turned around and walking what feels like 10 miles. I find it and immidetly ask for the bathroom. I walk into the bathroom. I wash my face and hands trying to look somewhat presentable. My face is soaking and I look around for some towels and guess what….Not a towel in sight. They have one of the new fangled hand dryers that you can only fit your hands in. So I’m royally fucked. Well shirt needs to be sacrificed and I’m at a decent place so the SF gear has to go. I’m in a nice restaurant half naked in the bathroom washing myself off like a homeless person in a public toilet. I’m drying myself off with my shirt and trying not to smell everyone out of the place. I grab a seat at the bar and drink first!!! Old fashion, nothing special. They had a decent drink list and awesome people inside. Had a nice short rib, and a ton of drinks. Best part about that is the bartender wasn’t the best in the world but the bar back was a good dude and she tells him to ring me up and there’s no drinks on the bill, he’s says well fuck it looks like you didn’t drink tonight. Free drinks. I of course give them a nice tip and have to get to the metro cause unfortunately the last train out of D.C. is like 11 so I get on get to the hotel and try and find a bar near the hotel. Of course I miss the hotel bars by like 30 min. so I travel outside and walk down the street to what is suppose to be a cool cocktail bar that the people at Founding Farmers told me to go but its closed but thank god there is a bar across the street. Just a pub. BUT!!!! Everything is $3 Not just beer, not just jager shots, everything! I’ll take a line of double Makers please. Cool people and great drinks at $3 lol. I try to make it home. And need some sleep to be able to get the rest of the sightseeing tomorrow and the Nats game.
Not a bad wake up, bringing water, beer and Makers Mark on this trip was a great idea. I’m going to check out the capital building today and walk around and go to the Nats game. I jump on the metro and went right down to the Federal triangle and just walked the city. As I started to feel like I was going to die from the hangover catching up and the heat I look up and the capitol building is there its gorgeous. Walking around it just pulling it all in. Again mind blowing thinking who stood right here and right there. I take a bunch of pics and head to the closest bar to try to feel normal again. I find a nice little place down the street and talk to the bartender. Eat a bunch of food trying to soak up the alcohol from last night and the alcohol she is giving me. Free shots of Jameson. The ball park is about a 10 min walk from here and apparently not in the greatest part of town, which is hard to believe since it’s so close to the capitol building and all the federal buildings. But like the rest of the ball parks they are in bad areas trying to get better. It dons t seem bad and I’m always the first to be scared by anyone walking by me since I do have a sign on my back saying jump me. Anyway I get to the park and grab a cheap ticket. Imidetly as I walk in with my heat on the stupid mascot points at my hat and shakes his head and I get into an argument with a mascot that cannot talk!!! Wow good start to the game. Lol Anyway beautiful stadium. But filled with businessmen in pink collared shirts and such. But the booze is helping me through this and not really paying attention to them cause it’s a decent game. They actually have a good team. They win, meaning another home team wins…..I’ve heard of home field advantage but this is getting weird. Unfortunately I don’t have much time to spend in D.C. tonight cause the game went a little long so jump on the metro and head back up to the bar from last night, but I can’t find it. So I end up walking into about 3 other bars getting a drink at each of them, just a CL Smooth. Then I turn the corner and hey!!! There it is. Finally this town has turned me around!! I grab some more and hit the hay. I need to get up tomorrow and drive up to Philly for some cheese steaks.

The South.....I Don't Know Yet.....

SO I got up early and got the hell out of Miami Beach. A nice 12 hour drive ahead of me. But excited cause its though the South. I have been told by more than one person to take the coastal trip up the highway cause its beautiful and stop in Savannah a couple people in Nawlins tell me. Both I think are awesome ideas. Paula Dean’s place is in Savannah, GA and I can’t wait to get some good food again. I Start the drive up Florida and guess what…. It looks like god damn Florida marsh lands. Nothing special. You can’t see the water; there is nothing special on this road just an hour difference on the drive. Again you can tell where you are by the surrounding trees on the highway. Nothing on this drive, absolutely nothing so I drown out the boredom with a shit ton of music. I am still just stoked to get to Savannah and I don’t really know why I’m so excited but I want some good food and some Southern Girls!!! I pull into Savannah and already love it!!! It’s hot as hell. So windows down and music blaring. Southern Girls in very small amount of thin clothing walking down the street. I park and there is a kinda Rap concert going on in the square. I walk around a bit and strapped for time cause I’m staying at my aunt’s cousin house in Athens which is about 2 hours outside ATL and I don’t want to keep them up all night waiting for me. So I walk over to Paula Deans place and I thought it was Sunday so I would be able to catch the ass end of brunch and it wouldn’t be a problem eating. Guess what..!!!?? Its Saturday night, and that place is booked up. Duhhh. So I ask the lovely hostess where she would recommend I go eat instead. She says “Oh just walk up to Bay St. and you’ll find something you like” Great I take a walk and guess what is on the street?? A fucking Outback, a Subway, a Tony Roma’s and Chili’s!!!! Seriously I go to Paula Deans and you recommend a Tony Roma’s??!! Fucking south man…..It’s been the same in all of the south. People aren’t just very bright. I love it down here but God Damn. Let’s get your shit together. I end up getting “what do you mean, you people’d” I ask a couple of cops who are black, where a place to eat is. And where you people eat. They looked at me and asked, “what do you mean, You People.” I chuckled and so did they, I said southerner’s. Where do southerner’s eat here? They sent me to this place I can’t remember the name cause I never got there. They told me to go to Jones St. I start walking I get about 4 blocks up and I’m sweating my balls off. I’m a San Franciscan in a black hat and shirt in the South. I’m slowly baking!!! I have to ask where this street is. This lady tells me about 6 more blocks!!!! Are you kidding me..??? You are going to send me 10 blocks away from where I am to eat??!! What is with these people? Don’t they have any sense to send me somewhere good and close?? I was so angry at this point I walk to my car jumped in and took the fuck off. I ended up driving for another like 4 hours, hoping I’d hit a road house or something on the way to eat. I hadn’t eaten anything really good in days and hadn’t eaten a bite since the night before at like 11. So I’ve been on the road for about 10 hours and driving though trees and small towns to get to Athens. I didn’t care what came next. I’m giving up all hope. An Outback and Tony Roma’s is sounding good. I finally get into a town and find a Chili’s but instead of going right in I take a trip down the street and an oasis shows up and I almost crash my car trying to turn off the road to get to this place. It’s a nice little steak house that’s been open for 3 weeks. They have beer and southerner’s who know I am not from around them parts. And more beautiful women with wedding rings on and 18 year old looking girls pregnant and married. This town is Milledgeville. Apparently close to where Roethlisberger was staying when he “raped” the chick. Any way. Great food!!! Had a Filet Mignon and they have fried bread. Holy crap!!! This stuff is amazing and when I get home I’m calling and asking how it’s made. Great place all around. Just good old southernish food and good steaks. Things I can deal with. I take my drive to Athens and meet the nice southern people. Chit Chat a little and hit the hay after a long ass day of driving and sweating lol.
I get up the next morning to the sound of rain. Well that’s what it sounded like. They had told me last night that it might rain today and game may be rained out. OFCOURSE I start freaking out again. Rain is following me and trying to ruin my trip. Anyway, the sound I heard wasn’t rain it was BACON!!!! Bacon sizzling on a Sunday morning and I can only think what else this morning breakfast has in store. I am not a breakfast guy. I don’t usually eat for a couple hours after I get up. I’ll have a beer yea but not food. But I need the southern breakfast. Bacon, scrambled eggs, and biskets and gravy!!! White bacon fat gravy. So think I need the spatula they made it with to scrape it off my ribs after I ate it. Amazing!! It’s what I think it will be. A great breakfast that will probably stick with me for years to come. Kinda like a piece of gun you swallow and it with you for 7 years. I hit the road and it’s a quick drive to ATL. The city is beautiful looking. Just sparking!!! I don’t do much in it. I just drive though. But already know I need to come back. The great people I was staying with gave me 4 tix and a parking pass. Very key piece of equipment lol. I get to the stadium and not only am I able to get in, but I am able to go to the VIP area above the stadium and watch the game from air conditioning if need be. And it’s getting hot so it’s probably a need be. I walk around take pictures and grab beer in the air conditioning. Stadium is awesome. Almost brand new and just a great place to watch a game from anywhere in there. I watch most the game from the seats about 28 rows form the field but it’s hot and I need a beer and some air. I chill watch the game from different places. I go back to the seats and meet a nice couple, and I tell them my story about needing some southern food. They give me a card of a place they went in the morning called Mary Mac’s. I walk in and OOHHHHHH YEAAAHHHHH!!!! Chicken and bread and collared greens, and Mac and cheese!!! Holy crap yeah!! This is southern food. This is what I was looking for. I recommend this place to anyone. The people are nice the food is great and I had a meal I couldn’t finish and a beer for less than $15. Good food for no money!!! I love it when you run into places like this!! I take off and head to D.C. Baby!!! This is getting great!!

blah Miami

It was only a 4 hour drive to Miami. Not to bad especially after the last couple drives of 10 and 14 hours. I’m actually listening to the radio so much that the comedy is now repeating itself. I knew the music would. I mean when you listen to one station your only gonna get so many songs. But there is literally unlimited amounts of comedy and I am now hearing the same skit on 2 different channels on the same day and days in a row. LOL But I still get brand new stuff most the time. I get into Miami and check into my room. IT’S A SHIT HOLE!!! I got it for free with my Citi Points but still!!!! The pictures online made it look amazing and the downstairs looks great but you get into the room and its crap!!! No door knob just a deadbolt. 2 small beds instead of a queen. The TV and Internet isn’t working cause PGE is outside working on it, well that’s what they say. I’d say they never have it and this is the excuse they are using. All and all an under par time in Miami. It’s like Vegas. Everything is overpriced, and food on menus that are laminated in plastic and all seem like Chill’s at least down by the Beach. There was a strip of places on Espanola drive. Some decent looking but again over priced for what you get. I got 2 sliders for like $15 and a Basil Hayden for another $15. I went to another place for dinner which I should have stayed but I went back cause there was about 15 women that walked in when I went by the first time so I said hell yes. They were sitting at the tables and I sat at the bar with a dumbass good looking bartender. BTW all women who work in restaurants and bars in the south are all hot as hell!!! And BTW another thing about Miami Beach is check your receipt. Most of these places put the tip on the bill already!!! Some even just a beer it is included so you can end up tipping twice. And the service definitely not worth double tipping. I walked away and just walked the Beach. I was about to call it a night when I saw a bar outside which is very few and far between. A couple Miami Beach natives were chilling and I got to chat it up, talk about the city and how it is living down there. My walk home at 1 am turned into a 4 am drunken walk home after meeting some really cool people, but still not the greatest place in the world just happen to be chillin with some cool people.
I get up the next day a little slow grab some water and hit the beach, and try to become a little less transparent. You can almost see through my white ass. I go close to the place where the guys the night before told me to go. Like 9th and beach cause its topless!!!! So yea it is. I think most of it is. So I lay my fat pasty white ass on the beach and chill. I jump in the water. Hoping!! Hoping!!!! It’s warm. It’s not!!! Still cold but it is April so no shit. But you always think it’s just always so damn nice in this town. So I lie down and just pick my hat up just a little and look at titties and ass all over. It’s pretty good stuff lol. I get back and go hit up the game. It’s like 20 min out in the middle of nowhere. The stadium is like Candlestick Park. Its casernes and no one likes it at all. I talked to a couple people and apparently the owner tells people its sucks and why should they go??!! Good owner. No wonder no one cares. And running into people in expansion cities, I find aren’t really fans. They like this team 2nd always and it’s more like something to do rather than go and root for your team. Anyway stadium sucks food sucks all around sucky place to be for a baseball game. And of course all I want to do is get back to Miami Beach and drink and eat. The game last forever and of course Florida Wins so put that in the home team win column. I get back to Miami Beach on a Friday night and its beautiful out. And not weather wise. The women are awesome and what Miami Beach should be. I just go grab some food and take it all in. Not a huge club fan so I’m just watching everything as its happening. Women in nothing and car horns going off every 2 sec. It’s annoying as fuck!!! Anyway grab a drink or 5 and call it an early night since I have to wake up and drive like 10 hours the next day.
Miami is OK another one of those places if you had a couple people it might be cool. But even with my friends I doubt it would be good since we just don’t club it up. Not many good Irish bars and the ones that were cool don’t have anyone in it because it’s Miami Beach and everyone is at the clubs.

First Boring Time

So after a 10 hour or so drive and getting into St. Petes a lot earlier than I thought because there is absolutely nothing between N.O. and St. Petes. I was gonna get a room outside but the people at the tolls didn’t even know of a small town in-between. Starting to find that people in the south are retarded!! You can tell what states you are in actually, the wooded areas surrounding the freeways tell a lot about where you are. I get in and stay in my hotel but a night earlier and the reatardedness continues. It’s too hard to explain but Florida isn’t getting any A’s in school. I tried finding some food, but unfortunately I had to break my no fast food rule since it was 2 am and a gyro fast food was the only place open. Shitty food, ghetto ass service. That’s what ya get for staying in the ghetto. And that’s the last time ill spend in less than a 3 star hotel. It’s always too far out shitty rooms and everything is bad about it. So for now on I’m staying at good hotels. I’ll pay the difference and be close to stuff. St. Pete’s was very uneventful. I went to the game. Pretty decent. The game stadium for how old it is was nice. Everyone hates it but they did a lot inside to make it look nice, and fan friendly. They dedicate a lot to spring training, and all the teams that have gone through there. The rays win and I’m 6 – 7 for home team victories. I think I may be lucky. I hit up some great spots near the water. The downtown shuts down early but it was a week day. I stopped in to Bella Brava for some good drinks another place I took their menu. They had some interesting drink concoctions. Then I went down the street to this Ceviche. Had a Spanish sidecar and if I remember correctly it was rum based and then pretty much the same but on the rock. Nice and refreshing. Drank and ate till I could do no more, then tried to catch a cab. Holy crap the hardest thing I’ve had to do so far. I called and they told me between 10 and 30 min!!! I’m drunk and on the corner of a random as street. Was fucking disturbing but that’s how po-dunk ass towns are. Pretty uneventful time. The only thing I could really take away from this town is when they were showing the crowd dancing and such, a total Florida old man was shown on the screen he looked like the cartoon character from loony tunes the really old man smoking a pipe with the big ass hat on. I’ll try and find a picture of him. Probably not gonna find it. It’s not Yosemite Sam. But it was perfect; he looked exactly like him and was a perfect southern cartoon character turned real.

Nawlins

So woke up kinda early cause my next stop is New Orleans!!!! I know there isn’t any baseball team here. I am doing a baseball trip and you’d be surprised how many people that I tell I’m on a trip for baseball reminds me there isn’t one in N.O. No shit?!?!? You think I might be a baseball fan?? You think I might have done some research?? Seriously?? Anyway back on track here. I arrive in Nawlans and driving into town you can see the Super Dome. And for those of you who don’t know, that is where the Saints play. And on a billboard right outside of it as you drive through on the freeway it say “RIP ‘Aints” Just hilarious. Referring to they used to call the Saints the ‘Aints cause they sucked for so long. Bags over peoples head and that sort of embarrassment toward the team. I pull into town and its dirty, stagnant water on the street, impoverish looking people all over. Granted there could have been people who had still been up since the night before drinking. I don’t know, don’t care I’m in Nawlins and stoked to start drinking. I get settled in and take a walk. Walking around just checking things out. Bourbon St. is exactly how it looks on TV. Beads thrown on everything, people drunk as fuck. It was Jazz fest this weekend and I missed it by about 3 hours which is OK by me. Everyone was just red faced and slurring. I got dressed and tried to find a good restaurant which is definitely not on bourbon St. I’m staying on Royal St. This is one street off Bourbon. I start walking around and going to the places that I have found online and they are all closed!!! I’m getting so pissed and then I realize its Sunday. Lol I’m the idiot who dosn’t know what day it is. I stop off at the Bar in a hotel called the Carousel Bar. The damn thing moves!!! I don’t need to get that much more fucked up and make an ass out of myself when I go to the bathroom I come back and I can’t find my seat!!! Ridiculous. I have of course a Sazerac. And it was good. Nothing special. I was drinking to much bourbon on the days I was here so never did get a hurricane but they put almond liquor in it, so I’ll try that when I get back home. The people at this awesome bar tell me to go across the street to Mr. B’s Bistro. It’s kind of a chain but a nice upscale chain. They apparently own like 4 or 5 other restaurants in Nawlins. I had some pork belly!!! Just fucking awesome. Just fell apart, tasted so good. I love pork belly, if you haven’t tried it, next time you see it on the menu, GET IT!!!! It’s like bacon but more tender, and bigger. I also ordered the duck as an entrée and was just very under par. They put my hopes up so high after the pork belly. The Duck was cooked great but the sauce that went with it wasn’t very good at all. Lacking a lot. I finish up and walk up and down Bourbon St. This place would probably be great with more people but walking up and down even how drunk I was I still wasn’t on the same level as anyone on that street. I don’t even think the people I saw will even know they were in N.O. Awesome!!!! I pass the fuck out after a couple more drinks. The next day I get up a little slow. Not as bad as I had thought it was going to be because I had not only packed a bottle of Maker’s and Coors Light but also water. I relax and get up and start walking again. Needing to get to Café du Monde. I get there and I sit down at a random table just waiting for someone anyone to serve me. This random old lady who was at the seat next to me gets up and asks me what I want. Weird. I get the beignets and a coffee even though I’m not a fan of coffee but was told to try. It tastes like coffee?? Whatever I guess I just don’t get it. I get the beignets and they are covered in powdered sugar. Not a dusting, not a boat load, a full box of fucking powdered sugar. I bit in and AWESOME!!!! There is so much sugar it is sticking to the top of my mouth. I feel like a dog with peanut butter. Take a couple pics and walk around seeing this old ass town. It’s so weird to walk around a city that old. Just knowing how many famous people and just regular people have walked in the same steps you are walking. Very cool. The sugar high from the beignets is getting me around the city fast lol. I try and find some real food but its kinda hard at lunch, at least around the touristy areas. I walk around for hours trying to find something. I find a shitty ass place that is a bad chain. But it has alligator. I wanted to try it but something I could palate. So the alligator sausage is a go. Its decent, the sauce is weird and not good but the sausage is. The employees are a tad bit off, but it is the south so you have to give them some leeway. I again head back to the hotel for a little relaxation and sobering up and head out to the places I wanted to try the day before. I find this place Iris. FUCKING UNBELIVEABLE!! The hot bartender didn’t hurt either. I sat down had a couple of weird cocktails, which is what I want on this trip. Good, different cocktails. I did end up taking their menu. But I had a bite and more drinks. Met a cool couple there who lived in Philly and wanted to meet up when I got up there. I wanted to check out a couple places but by the time I got my ass off the seat it was a little late, I got as far as a sister restaurant to Mr. B’s the Carpaccio was awesome the drink not so much but will probably work at 1300. Was a cotton candy Martini. I wasn’t feeling it so went back to Iris and just ate and drank my head off. I went through the drink menu and had ummm something for food. All I know is it was awesome. They were shutting down and I walked back to the Carousel Bar. Had more drinks and met this beautiful anchor girl from Baton Rouge. WOW she was gorgeous. And actually talking to me. Lol She was meeting her mom for a day vacation. Talked a bit and 2 am hit and me and this dude from atl went to this dive as bar and chatted about Katrina and such. 4 am rolled around and I need sleep cause it’s a 10 hour drive to St. Pete’s tmw. I pretty much die for the next 7 hours and get my ass up and going. Nawlins is a great town. With a couple more people I’m sure Bourbon St. would be great but there are plenty of places off Bourbon that make the city that much better. Kinda like SF, you have your tourist part that is what it is and then you have the parts you go out and find. Amazing. I’ll definitely be back.