World Neighbor Walks on the Wild Side in the Big Easy

Demetria (my wife) and I went to New Orleans one month before Katrina hit. It was kind of eerie that the local news stations were talking about hurricane preparedness and the designated escape routes while we were there. Little did anyone know that a month later those plans would be needed and how woefully inadequate they would turn out to be.

We spent a good amount of time in the French Quarter and on Bourbon street as well as some of the other area tourist traps. It wasn’t too crowded at that time of year since it was very hot and sticky. We decided to go out and have some extra fun and drinks one night so we started hopping from bar to bar. We saw the multiple tranny shows hawking their night’s entertainment. Demetria and I were curious so we stepped inside one for a laugh. When we walked into the dark bar there were two people sitting at a table smoking and talking, and a few she-males walking around. They all turned to look at us since we were obviously the first customers of the night. Needless to say it wasn’t the most comfortable situation so Demetria and I chickened out and did a 180 out the door. I did stop long enough to take a picture of one of the “ladies”. He/She was very nice about the whole thing saying something to the effect of “ Come back and see us later when you’re ready honey!”.