New Orleans Trip

I know you are visiting my little corner of the interweb and expecting a colorful account of Las Vegas.

*I will get to Vegas in later posts but for now you must read at your own risk about Nouveau Orleans.

With some stroke of Karma it turned out that my favorite childhood band was coming to NOLA. The Tragically Hip are the greatest Canadian band never to come out of Canada. We got our tickets quickly and it was off to the House of Blues.

One of our friends gave us the heads up on a cool little bohemian joint called Angeli on Decatur which turned out to be quite a jewel. I would love to link you to their website but it turns out it is just one big montage of Adsense banners. Anyways it is at 1141 Decatur Street in NOLA. Try the Sampler with the tomato paste and Hummus. The pizza we had there rocked and was on par with a joint like the Mellow Mushroom.

From Angeli's we simply walked back up Decatur toward the HOB but had to poke our heads into The Cigar Factory. I have picked up the expensive habit of cigars as of late but compared to Casa Fuentes this place was bargain basement. We bought two cigars. Good smoke.

The show was good but nothing is as good as you remember it to be. The front man is quite a character and has some odd energy on stage but I have no regrets. Like U2 and pearl jam, I miss Tragically Hips old stuff.

LSU Tigers won and from what I hear it was best on my heart that I didn't watch the game. Tiger football and Vancouver hockey will both be the death of me.

Have a nice weekend,

More Smoke at Fuentes and Battling Pianos

I have taken so long to post these travel blog entries that I have almost forgot about what happened. I am doing them in bullet point so you can use your imagination about what happened.

• Casa Fuentes
• Spent too much time and too much money smoking cigars and drinking beer. The cocktail waitresses were extremely easy on the eyes and the smoke was great.
  
• toby keith's bar
• The ribs were nasty and the videos on the big screen televisions did not match the music overhead. One girl was turning 18 and a dude was turning 70 something. They danced in the center of the room and I wonder if that made the old man's year or decade.
  
• piano bar
• I love battling pianos. I love when the pianists are smoking hot ladies. I love it more when there are three pianist and two of them are twins. Enough Said.
  
• monorail nazi
• The monorail was a great plus to the city of Las Vegas. The empowered Monorail sweeper turned Nazi was a great minus when he jumped four old ladies that were having issues. I did my civic duty and ridiculed/taunted/ and cussed at him behind his back.

Good times by all.

Morning Adventures to Fremont Street and Ugh another Buffet

Just like in my previous post on Las Vegas, I am sending this in bullet format as the memories are fleeting and need to be captured.

• Fremont Street Experience
• Fremont Street in the day may lack the awe factor that watching the overhead show at night but it was quaint enough. Oddly enough the restaurants were not open and the casinos were of the older fashion. This is where we picked up all the cheap traveling gifts.
  
• CAT
• The CAT was an interesting experience. We drove the strip in the CAT's double decker bus and it was cool to see the sites. Much much slower than the monorail.
  
• Monorail at the back of the casinos
• The only complaint about the monorail is that it is located at the back of the casinos and you must walk for what seems like hours to get into the heart of the action.
  
• Garden Buffet - Champagne
• The buffets in Las Vegas just continued to disappoint me. The one at the Flamingo was subpar and overpriced, the one in Marksville, LA is much better.

Enjoy