Well damn me. My luggage finally arrived today, it had a layover in Chicago, although I had one in Dallas
So the loose women deal: Night one, without Billy there to protect me from evil things, I had some girl (at least I hope) approach me and try to get my friend and I to go back to our room with them. Upon my refusal, the girl gave me a good feel up on my jock and moments later I figured out, also got my wallet. Drivers license, CC, ATM, you name it, and it was gone. Sad thing is, I have actually been to Mardi Gra, New Year's eve and was even born in that damn state and for the first time ever walking down Bourbon, I stupidly put everything in my back pocket. Needless to say, this hamperred the experience a bit.
The airlines lost my return trip, then they accidentally booked me to Chicago Ohare. I did not take that trip, but they conveniently went ahead and sent all my luggae there. Basically, I was standing in the Dallas airport litteraly only worth the shirt on my back.
What can you do?
No worries though, on night four, Billy came to the rescue and took my friend and I out to Yaegars on the lake. Great food. Later we hit bourbon again (a street I now know that Billy actually owns).
About that desert fire....damn.....I actually collapsed momentarily. That sucker was hot. And yes Billy, the later was actually worse!
All in all, great trip and thanks Billy for showing us a fabulous time.
Mike, wish you could have been there, I hear that you are legendary on Bourbon.
