The Big Easy

After staying in Ocean City, Mississippi (a town that was heavily damaged by Hurricane Katrina), we made our way to New Orleans. Since we've never been to there, we couldn't tell if it had changed since the hurricane struck. The architecture and the streets really made you feel like you were in an European city.



Apparently what didn't change, though, were the multitude of strip and gentlemen's clubs throughout the French Quarter. Scantily-clad ladies were strategically placed in front of the clubs to invite patrons to the "show". Also, the entrances were covered with pictures of what goes on inside...leaving little to the imagination. Here is Johnny covering his eyes near one of these clubs.







...a stroll down Bourbon street.

In one of the souvenir shops, the owner gave Johnny a spider man/duck mardi gras necklace. In this case, skin didn't win!

We asked around for a restaurant and the people recommended Oceana. How could we leave New Orleans without having Jambalaya and Gumbo? Johnny of course opted for the food made famous by the town's French founders.....the French fries. Maybe one of the days he'll appreciate better food!