Carol's_photos:
me, fitting right in on Bourbon Street
Carol's_photos:
at the Nascar bar in the Charlotte airport
Carol's_photos:
Thou shalt not. So sayeth the car rental company.
Carol's_photos:
grungy, just off the plane
Carol's_photos:
on my way to Bourbon Street
Carol's_photos:
Jesse on Bourbon Street
Carol's_photos:
yes, that really is a giant pot of flames in the background
Carol's_photos:
me and Jesse
Carol's_photos:
Jesse
Carol's_photos:
Andrea, the world's coolest host
Carol's_photos:
yo mama's
Carol's_photos:
and in and out
Carol's_photos:
every building should have a pair of legs swinging in and out
Carol's_photos:
sunglasses
Carol's_photos:
this guy was singing "Pour Some Sugar on Me"
Carol's_photos:
slick
Carol's_photos:
Hey Jesse, make it look like you're barfing
Carol's_photos:
dancing on Bourbon Street
Carol's_photos:
a looooong night on Bourbon Street
Carol's_photos:
me, dead people
Carol's_photos:
You know, it really seems like dead people should be kept under more than just a foot of dirt.
Carol's_photos:
don't let the sunshine fool you--this place is seriously fucking creepy
