re: Your wierdest "First Trip To Bourbon St" story.

Not exactly bourbon but close. I took my now wife to New Orleans for her first time after we had been dating for a few months. We got down there fairly late at night and wanted something quick to eat so we went to acme. As we were in line outside a guy ran out of the penthouse club with 2 drinks, chugged both of them then promptly puked his guts out in the middle of whatever street that is.

Almost immediately after a guy in a thong on a bike rode by and started screaming now it’s a party.

We had been in town roughly 20 minutes at that point.