This might end up being a massive logistical error, but we find ourselves in New Orleans on St. Patrick’s Day. Damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead.
How we got here is not important (for now,) but there are a few things to get out of the way. It’s my second time in the Crescent City and Katie‘s first. I succeeded in finding a fun room at the Q & C Hotel, which appropriately invokes a former train line – the Queen and Crescent. It’s also a room that won’t get cooler than 80 degrees and contains a misbehaving toilet I’ve already battled twice in 12 hours. Ah, vacation.
I’ll do my best to share drink names during this trek – not to inform, but to show appreciation for the work that goes into naming things.
Death in the Afternoon
The Last Word
No green today, so we’ll be covered in welts by the end of today. People still pinch on this dumb holiday, right?
I leave you with an unexpected bonus:
Ladies and gentlemen, I've found the fastest guest Wi-Fi in North America at the Q&C Hotel in New Orleans: pic.twitter.com/BpzdR8IAAL
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