Last night as Mom and I walked down Bourbon St we saw a man with two kid goats and a baby kinkajou (sooo adorable!) sitting outside the Blacksmith House. He said he lived down the street on Bourbon St and would be keeping these baby animals as pets for forever in his Borubon St house.---yup yup. I am not in Kansas anymore.
I got an Absinthe Frappe ($21! Holy Moly!) at the Old Absinthe House, watched some Zydeco at the Old Bayou Cafe and then went to Fritzels European Jazz Cafe (see band above) which I loved. We met nice people along the way and had a grand old time, of course.
My full set of New Orleans photos are on flickr: