the royal street inn, which calls itself a "bed and beverage".
two days in new orleans with the intent of drinking and eating yourself stupid will always seem like a good idea to me. the last time i entered the city with this plan, we did it straight up college
perhaps it's strange that i look upon these memories fondly, but nevertheless i look forward to reliving them, this time from a professional drunkard's standpoint*.
*those of you who doubt this title should know that i'm one eighth owner in a llc dedicated to spending all income on beer.