Bienvenue New Orleans and A Room with a View

I can't believe I'm here!

I've been craving some NOLA action since
I don't know when!

This is the land of Zita, the famous
exotic dancer from Puerto Rico that
swindled my grandfather's heart!

I'm donning his dogtags and gonna go find
me a proper Hurricane to down on his behalf.

We're staying at the Hotel Provincial...
My room is ridiculous, I did a little dance
when the door shut behind me and I opened
my balcony onto the French Quarter's gas lit
streets below! EEEEK!


What is "eek" in French?
That's what my heart's saying!

And for the record, duly note this now, my glittery
eye shadow exploded all over my bag so I've not
gone crazy with Mardi Gras just yet- there's proof,
no beads and drunken smiles here.


Just glitter,
pixie dust, Tinkerbell stuff- I'm PG here although
my P.G. wasn't!

Wow, wow, wow! My bed is bigger than the room, its
beyond king zize- it's Empress sized!


Stories and pictures to come, promise.

Must eat and be merry now, au revoir!