New Orleans

On my first ever visit to New Orleans, I encountered absinthe, sazeracs, Turbodogs and hand grenades. I ate oysters char-grilled and raw, fried crawfish tails and etouffee, beignets and po' boys. It was excess from minute one on the banks of the Big River. To prove I could be civilized, I saw some foliage and made a trip to the zoo. I probably forgot some things that happened, but I know where you got your shoes.