NEW ORLEANS WOO!
Friday morning Tori's family and I departed from Auburn and began our 5 hour long
drive to New Orleans.
I drove the first half of the journey. We got to our hotel in downtown New Or. in the early afternoon.
First I met more of Tori's extended family. Cousins, aunts, uncles.
Hotel was fancy. Pretty nice. The hot water in the shower was a lil askew... but no biggie. Only took one shower during the weekend anyway.
Had my first bowl of gumbo soup...
Wasn't my fave.
A certain cathedral that I forgot the name of, Joan of Arc, and Jackson Square.
The wedding rehearsal was fun I suppose. I didn't really know anyone except for Tori and her brothers. So, I became the antisocial Seth and just hung out with them exclusively.
The food was good. Fancy. 6 pieces of silverware.
Friday morning Tori's family and I departed from Auburn and began our 5 hour long
drive to New Orleans.
I drove the first half of the journey. We got to our hotel in downtown New Or. in the early afternoon.
First I met more of Tori's extended family. Cousins, aunts, uncles.
Hotel was fancy. Pretty nice. The hot water in the shower was a lil askew... but no biggie. Only took one shower during the weekend anyway.
Had my first bowl of gumbo soup...
Wasn't my fave.
Turns out there was a surprise in it.
A whole crab.?
Tori and her mom also chose to get gumbo soup, but how come they didn't have a secret crab in theirs? Just got lucky i guess. I accidentally chewed on some of the crab's legs.
Not delectable.
After that meal, Tori's brother Merrick and I walked through Bourbon Street and the rest of the downtown area of New Orleans, including the much more appealing French Quarter.
Bourbon Street was nothing more than a scum bucket that's only purpose is to feed the appetite of a corrupt and tainted society that has regrettably liberated itself from anything remotely close to decency.
It made me sick.
Not delectable.
After that meal, Tori's brother Merrick and I walked through Bourbon Street and the rest of the downtown area of New Orleans, including the much more appealing French Quarter.
Bourbon Street was nothing more than a scum bucket that's only purpose is to feed the appetite of a corrupt and tainted society that has regrettably liberated itself from anything remotely close to decency.
It made me sick.
Even more so, it made me sad. When I was talking to Tor about the things I saw on Bourbon Street I began to get tears in my eyes. I was wondering, what does God think when He sees His beloveds like this?
Let's move to something more sanguine shall we?
Here are some pics of the more historic and beautiful sites-----------
Let's move to something more sanguine shall we?
Here are some pics of the more historic and beautiful sites-----------
A certain cathedral that I forgot the name of, Joan of Arc, and Jackson Square.
The wedding rehearsal was fun I suppose. I didn't really know anyone except for Tori and her brothers. So, I became the antisocial Seth and just hung out with them exclusively.
The food was good. Fancy. 6 pieces of silverware.
Is that really necessary?
Whatever, I felt cool.
Whatever, I felt cool.
Reminds me of that episode of Spongebob Squarepants when Patrick tells Spongebob that it's fancy to drink with your pinky up. (Random)
Anyway, the rehearsal dinner was on top of a nice restaurant in the French Quarter, right next to the cathedral. There was a lot of drinking, laughing, and fellowship. Wasn't too bad. Had a good time hanging out with Tori of course. In conclusion, beautiful girl + tasty food = good night.
In the middle of the night I was awakened to the sound of a yelling drunk man who was locked out of his hotel room.
In the morning a bunch of Tori's family and I went to get some brunch. Fortunately the Argentina and Germany replay was on. Glad Germany lost.
It was a beautiful day. Tori and I were to meet up with our buddy Cory Williams who is going to Seminary in New Orleans. Cory and I met at Kanakuk this past summer and have remained great friends throughout this year. He's stellar.
To kill time, Tori and I walked around for a little bit. Went to Urban Outfitters and watched random street acts. It wasn't the easiest thing - meeting up with Cory- but eventually we were able to hop into his car as he stopped in the middle of the busy street.
He took us to a couple of sweet spots.
Anyway, the rehearsal dinner was on top of a nice restaurant in the French Quarter, right next to the cathedral. There was a lot of drinking, laughing, and fellowship. Wasn't too bad. Had a good time hanging out with Tori of course. In conclusion, beautiful girl + tasty food = good night.
In the middle of the night I was awakened to the sound of a yelling drunk man who was locked out of his hotel room.
In the morning a bunch of Tori's family and I went to get some brunch. Fortunately the Argentina and Germany replay was on. Glad Germany lost.
It was a beautiful day. Tori and I were to meet up with our buddy Cory Williams who is going to Seminary in New Orleans. Cory and I met at Kanakuk this past summer and have remained great friends throughout this year. He's stellar.
To kill time, Tori and I walked around for a little bit. Went to Urban Outfitters and watched random street acts. It wasn't the easiest thing - meeting up with Cory- but eventually we were able to hop into his car as he stopped in the middle of the busy street.
He took us to a couple of sweet spots.
Camp du Monde was superb.
Although, I did think they would offer more than just simply coffee and binet... oh well they were delicious.
The setting of the wedding ceremony. The tree was majestically massive.
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