Not sure if I’ve mentioned it before, but I was born and (mostly) raised in Louisiana. When my mother passed away in 2003, I moved to Florida and have been here since, minus the 6 months I lived in New York. I would love to go back to New Orleans more often, but work and money always seem to get in the way.
In 2011, my friends and I came across this “Good Times Tour” deal, a day trip in New Orleans. Basically you pay a small fee and a Greyhound type bus brings you to and from New Orleans, usually on days where there are festivals. The great thing about this is, you get to drink in New Orleans and not have to worry about sobering up enough to drive home, haha. Anyway, after doing it in 2011 and having a blast, my bestie and I decided to do it again last weekend. I haven’t seen my step dad in about 7 years, so I asked him to meet us for lunch.
We got there a little before noon and walked in circles for a little bit looking for the Hard Rock Cafe. We had to stop in a bathroom to charge our shitty iPhone batteries, that was interesting.
Found Hard Rock and waited a bit for my Dad to get there. I had a yummy pulled bbq chicken sandwich. It was somewhat like heaven.
We wanted beignets, but Cafe Du Monde was so packed that there weren’t any seats, so we made friends with one of the silver men. My Dad had to go back to work so the bestie and I did some shopping, got more daiquiris and before we left we stopped at Bubba Gump’s for po’boys and fries. One of the many many things I miss about New Orleans!
We made a quick stop to Lush before the bus departed at 6. It was a good day. I really miss my Dad, even if being around him reminds me of my Mom. I am so, so lucky to have such a great man be apart of my life, especially when he doesn’t have to be.