planned to wake up early
but as usual, we noobed it and ended up waking at 10am
had a lot of...what are we doing next? moments today LOL
went downstairs and walked back to the riverwalk to try cafe "morris" maspero for brunch like our taxi driver recommended
went via the (in)famous bourbon street, which is half dodgy and half charismatic
did it to avoid a tour seller from last night xD
so weird. a lot of rundown buildings but i really love the colours and the doors hahah
we're still yet to catch a live band which i'm sad but hopeful for
it was so funny when we thought we saw the tour seller across the street, even though we'd gone out of the way to avoid him
anyway, finally reached cafe maspero and had an INTENSE brunch
ordered the three favourites available on the menu, which i can't remember the names of but there was a sandwich that had, no joke, 15 layers of meat; a shellfish meat rice and redbeans and rice
not a fan of the last dish, but the other two were pretty good!
after lunch we went back to the hotel via magazine street
AND BUMPED INTO THE TOUR SELLER LOOOOOOOOOOOOOLS
we also saw a lot film crew and catering vans outside
we joked a bit about the possibility that breaking dawn was filming at our hotel; even though i know they're filming in baton rouge (which is about an hour away SO CLOSE YET SO FAR)
decided that we'd go visit the famous garden district, which the map said was basically just down our street (only we're at 315 and garden district begins at 2000 xDDD)
walked by some pretty dodge areas and some bohemian/antique areas before we reached the suburbs
we're deduced that the hurrican reached pretty far back since we still saw some houses under construction
lots of cute little terraces that looked like the charmed house
just as we got too tired to move, we saw a starbucks and sought refuge there
it was when we sat down that i really grasped the cultural divide between the two districts
the french quarter is very much indundated by african americans, whereas the garden district is pretty WASPy. very strange but also, unsurprising.
after our coffee run, in which i consumed the most intense ice coffee ever (felt like 3 shots), we tried to visit lafayette cemetery on washington avenue, but it had closed half an hour before.
i was very sad.
took the street tram back to canal street
and janice did some pretty intense shoe shopping
girl has been corrupted
after that we went back to the hotel for awhile, before deciding to go back and explore the french market place
turned out to lead to very dodge and dark areas so we turned around and ended up at cafe du monde for ~dinner
ordered some of their famous beignets and some hot chocolate
not particularly exciting but still quite tasty; reminded me a lot of an asian pastry
while we ate, a random guy on the street sang the most beautiful rendition of amazing grace
i almost cried, so i had to give him some cash
after ~dinner, we went into urban outfitters and i saw my ~dream bag
so i'll probably end up getting it :P
when we finally got back to the hotel, got a call from cherry saying she'd been delayed
and she was stuck in atlanta for the night :(
i hope she's super sage right now <3
i'm really really hungry right now
(it's 1am)
donna.
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