I was on Bourbon Street last night. I haven't been in a very long time.
I lived in
for a year or so in the early 1980s. We didn't go to the French Quarter much in those days, but we did go occasionally. New Orleans
It's still a craphole, but it's not the same Bourbon Street I remember. Here's what's different at a glance:
- In those days, you couldn't walk half a block without encountering a Hurricane vending cart. No kidding, they were everywhere. You could just saunter up, order a drink, pay for it and continue on down the street. I didn't spot one last night.
- Found in every block in those days was a Takee Outee. These were carry-out Chinese-food joints. You probably wouldn't want to eat whatever they offered -- I don't think I ever did -- but they were prolific in the French Quarter. They are gone.
- Nearly every joint on Bourbon Street had live music and more often than not it was either Dixieland Jazz or Zydeco. Last night the few places featuring live music had a rock-and-roll band. What's the point? You can go anywhere in the
and listen to rock and roll. U.S.
We didn't hit any joints last night; we just walked up and down the street. I was OK with that.
The last time I was in the French Quarter was for St. Paddy's Day probably 9 or 10 years ago. I hooked up with a galpal from
. Despite the fact she decided at the last minute to have some cosmetic surgery two days before the trip, and was still suffering from its effects, we had a very good time. I almost couldn't hear her groans of pain over the dueling pianos and clinking glasses. Dallas
… New Orleans
I'm good for another decade.