Last week I had a three-day rendezvous in New Orleans with high school friends. Our official high school reunion had been a couple of weeks earlier, which we couldn't make for various reasons, so we convened in New Orleans for a smaller reunion with world-class debauchery.
Just kidding. About the debauchery. Even with the fact that our hotel was at the corner of Bourbon Street & Royal.
Some locals call it Nawlins. Growing up in South Louisiana I called it Norluns. No one in Louisiana knew it was called The Big Easy until Dennis Quaid starred in a movie with that name in 1986. I saw that movie in Shreveport, Louisiana in 1986 with a friend who, like me, had grown up in Louisiana. We thought “Hmmm, I wonder what the name of that movie refers to?” Now there are signs all around Norluns referring to itself as The Big Easy.
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When I returned home I painted a digital portrait of my high school pal in The Don't Hurry cafe.
He now lives in Germany, sort of the opposite of Big Easy. |
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| To make sure we were doing the Big Easy thing, we visited The Don’t Hurry cafe, in the Garden District. |
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If you run out of money while on Bourbon Street you can usually find a part-time job.
I happen to have advertising experience, so getting a job was not a problem for me. |
