We stayed at the Lion's Inn which was on a cute road close to Frenchman Street. The inn itself was cute, had a nice courtyard with a hot tub and pool and pretty greenery. To get to our room you had to go out the main door, go outside across the porch, through another door, up an incredibly steep flight of stairs and then down the hall. Our room also had a flight of stairs which were blocked off, but led down to the lobby where we started from. This stair way would have made a lot more sense for getting up to our room, so I'm not sure what the deal was about that. Trumping the annoying access to our room was the toilet. It just flat out did not work. And I'm 99% sure the toilet was broken before we checked in and they knew about the problem, didn't care, and let us pay to stay in that room anyway. It was tremendously annoying and quite a bit of a worry. It never did quite overflow, but it was disgusting, flushing extremely slowly, and never flushing fully. There was no hot water when I tried to take a shower in the morning. Also, the noise. Since the room was right over the lobby/main area of the house you could hear EVERYTHING. All the conversations, the dog barking, the people down for breakfast... it was loud. The closet was a total mess, haphazardly filled with crap and a crumpled up pair of pants just lay there right on top of the crap and I found myself itching to pick them up and hang them. It would have been easy to make the closet better for guests... picking up your dirty laundry being one of them. Those negative things aside, the breakfast was fine, the bed was comfortable, the room was large, the street parking was easy, and I thought the owner was very nice and his nephew there helping out was so awesome. He even gave us a ride into the Quarter when we couldn't get a cab. Overall I think we agreed that the inn was a bit disappointing, overall ok, but next time we'll pay a little more to stay closer to the Quarter.
That being said, here we are drinking champagne in our room, having a total ball getting ready for our night out!
We had a terrific dinner at a wine bar in the Quarter. More bubbly, an eclectic cheese plate, and I had the most yummy crab cakes. After dinner we went off to a fantastic, intimate concert at the House of Blues to see Concrete Blonde. Then it was off to Bourbon Street, popping in and out of places because we liked the band or the song we heard, swaying to the music and belting out the lyrics. We finished off the night on Frenchman Street dancing wildly ball room style with kind, fun loving strangers while a big jazz band blared out songs that made me feel like I was transported back to the roaring 20s. I think it goes to show the complete awesomeness of the evening that we were simply having way too much fun to bother taking pictures at all.
We were faithfully following our GPS and when my sister goes, "We're here!" I was still flying down the road with a huge field on one side and pretty much nothing on the other. I was like "WHAT?! What do you mean? There is nothing here!" But, we did in fact pass this little building ... that looked abandoned to me. I mean check out that sign. If it wasn't for the cars out front I would have never, ever guessed it was a working establishment. But, we turned around, got out and were convinced we were at the wrong place. We were there for a swamp tour... and this place as it turned out was a restaurant.
When we got back to New Orleans we got ready for another night out, except this one would be much more mellow thanks to too much fun the night before. Our first stop was at Cafe Du Monde for caffeine and fried beignets in all their sugar coated glory.
It was such a great weekend and I always love traveling with my sister so much! Thanks for letting me tag along on your trip, Mary! You can go check out her exciting adventures and travels at http://sakartvelogirl.blogspot.com/.