The Days are Just Packed
I am utterly booked. I'm going to be a total tourist in New Orleans. I know some folks in my subculture think that being cool means never showing any enthusiasm over anything, but I'd rather live before I die. So....
Thursday
11 a.m. Kayaking for three hours on Bayou St. John.
Friday
10 a.m. Super City Tour
2:30 p.m. Steamboat Cruise
7 p.m. Ghosts and Spirits Tour
Saturday
9 a.m. Swamp & Bayou Tour
10 a.m. or 1 p.m. Oak Alley Plantation Tour
Sunday
day of rest
Monday
9 a.m. Hauntings, Gris-gris, and Cemetery Tour
1 p.m. Garden District Walking Tour
I intend to build memories so cool or at least interesting that I'll feel compelled to talk about them until my friends want to shoot me in the head to make me stop.
Thursday
11 a.m. Kayaking for three hours on Bayou St. John.
Friday
10 a.m. Super City Tour
2:30 p.m. Steamboat Cruise
7 p.m. Ghosts and Spirits Tour
Saturday
9 a.m. Swamp & Bayou Tour
10 a.m. or 1 p.m. Oak Alley Plantation Tour
Sunday
day of rest
Monday
9 a.m. Hauntings, Gris-gris, and Cemetery Tour
1 p.m. Garden District Walking Tour
I intend to build memories so cool or at least interesting that I'll feel compelled to talk about them until my friends want to shoot me in the head to make me stop.