After a few too many Hurricanes, we headed down to Bourbon street, where there was a massive street party with people throwing beads down from the balconies. We ended up with dozens of them around our necks. The costumes were amazing. Next time I want to dress up as a sugar skull.

If I ever move to New Orleans, I've found the perfect house here on Bourbon Street. I really want a porch with a swinging chair.