So I spent the past 5 days in NOLA at Mardi Gras.
Went to bourbon street a few times. Flashed for YOLO and some killer stuff. Drank the classics: Hurricanes and Grenades.
Got double margaritas at Superior and frolicked around the LSU kids.
Went to a couple balls, including Rex. The open bar was my favorite part.
Danced drunk in heels and a floor-length gown, but kept it classy – with champagne in hand.
Got driven around by personal drivers. Ten times better than taxis.
Everywhere we went we had free beer and free food. Truly a college kid’s dream come true.
Quote of the trip – “Friends in the corner.”
Couldn’t find my car. Aliens? Stolen? Pranks? Nope, just towed. $246 later and I had it back.
Just in time for the 13-hour roadtrip.
Returned home a triumphant survivor with a bag full of beads and a phone full of drunk selfies.