Highlights of Wednesday
  • We got through our connections on time, Memphis was a little sketchy but we made it just before they closed boarding
  • Free alcoholic beverages at the hotel- dangerous, but awesome
  • Dinner was delicious; I had alligator for the first time, "Bayoubaise" and the richest chocolate torte ever
  • We went on to Bourbon Street to Lafitte's Blacksmith Tavern to meet the other groomsmen and their dates- its one of the oldest building in New Orleans, and very, very cool! The Bestman nearly tackled me to the ground and handed me a mysterious purple slushie when we got there- it turned out to be the strongest fucking drink I have ever drank, pretty much bourbon and grape vodka with ice.


  • The bride and groom had said they were coming to meet us, but ending up not showing up, so Best Man went "Fuck it, we're going to have a party" and we ended up at a bar with a funk band, and danced our asses off. Bestman even danced with me for a whole song without hitting on me or staring at my boobs- an expectation I have of most men, but I lowered his bar a long time ago He was being really great actually- he put up with a load more crap from the bride and groom's disorganization than we did for sure, and took it all with minimal bitching
  • I seemed to get over my social anxiety around new people and made friends with a couple of the groomsmen's girlfriends. It was a great bunch of people actually, we all just got along and had an awesome time!
  • One of the guys got in a fight with a fat man who wouldn't get out of the middle of the road, got pulled away and almost got arrested when he walked straight into a police horse and yelled "Why the FUCK are you on a horse???" - we pulled him away again and threw him in a taxi. But honestly who brings a small child down Bourbon street at that time of night? It is a street of bars, stripclubs and drunk people... just seriously no...
  • Rescued my SO's BFF from a crackhead who was apparently teaching him how not to get hustled, whilst simultaneously trying to hustle him XD
  • Got back to the hotel and found the Groom with Jackson the Pitbull, who is the most adorable dog- he sat on my feet and extorted chicken tenders out of our verrrrry drunk friend
  • Passed out in our tiny bed around 2am.


Thursday
  • Morning sex, yeaaaaaaah
  • We went to Cafe du Monde to try out the Beignets; they are awesome and we got powdered sugar everywhere.
    Hungover to hell:


  • My SO and I left our friends and wandered round the French Quarter, which is gorgeous, aside from one point I looked down and realized I was standing in a pool of blood... Bourbon Street is cray
  • We then walked to the French market and got our little souvenir- a voodoo doll! Apparently if I need larger pins for really, really bad enemies, I can call the voodoo king and get some more Then we went and sat by the Mississippi river and watched the boats for a while.
  • We went back to the hotel, thinking we'd take a nap then go get lunch down on the street with all the Jazz bars, but I stupidly woke up and answered the door when someone knocked- SO got kidnapped by the Bride's dad and didn't return till 3pm.
  • The invites for the rehearsal and rehearsal dinner arrived around 2pm, the rehearsal being at 4pm and dinner at 5pm, so of course most people didn't make the rehearsal as they were all out in the city and didn't receive the invite on time- I was only ready because I'd been asleep in the room!
  • The rehearsal was awkward as the priest did not show up. And started when dinner was supposed to start because the bride was an hour late. Neither my SO or I had eaten since the Beignets, but at least I'd managed to nap longer- he looked like absolute death by this point.
  • We walked across town to get back to the restaurant where the dinner was- mercifully close to our hotel so I could drag/carry my SO back if I had to lol I somehow ended up walking with one of the groomsmen my SO knows from highschool- he was telling me how he's a surgeon and in his first solo surgery got to amputate someone's leg with a SWORD! Well not a proper sword but the instrument looks like one and the surgery staff named it "Excalibur"- I love meeting people with crazy stories! He also bought me a shot (no open container laws are so refreshing after two years of sneaking hip-flasks everywhere!) and showed his chest to some old ladies to get me some mardi gras beads- he's a fun guy
  • There was not enough chairs or food at the dinner; we nearly cried.
  • In southern weddings, the speeches all take place at the rehearsal dinner, and it was pretty much a free-for-all; so many speeches, but the highlight for me was the Bestman's mother calling the bride "A cross between a jack russell and a poodle"- thank goodness my SO and I were alone in a corner so no-one could see our "we are terrible people" giggle fit...


  • We skipped going out with everybody that night- my SO was looking awful so I got us some more food and we got an early night


part 2 coming shortly