With FinCon finally over, I guess I should stop slacking on the posting, eh?
I meant to write something yesterday but, well, I was hungover. Unfortunately, I quite literally had one drink too many at the closing party. I was doing fine, and then someone in the group handed me a hurricane. For some reason, I thought it was a good idea to accept it. I found out how strong the drink was and thought another good idea was to just suck it all down quickly to get it over with. The rest is queasy history.
Felt much better this morning, so we walked over to the French Market and hit the Voodoo Museum. The market ended up mainly being a flea market, so I was a tad disappointed. But I did find a neat looking picture for $15. And on the way to the market, we went down Royal Street and played looky-loos in the various antique shops. According to a guy at a tourist information kiosk, people come from all over the world to look in those shops. We also poked our heads in various shops with local artists.
The Voodoo Museum is a tiny space. Basically, it’s a hallway and two actual rooms. Every available spot is crammed with masks, pictures, carvings, voodoo dolls and various other gris-gris. There’s a lot of reading involved to learn about the items and some of the favored spirits. But for $5 I think it was worthwhile.
I did spend an extra $1 on the wishing stump. You write down what you desire, wrap it around money and drop it in the stump. You then visualize what you want and knock nine times in three sets of three raps. You then say a prayer to Marie Laveau and her loas. When your wish comes true, you have to make sure to thank them. I think you can guess what I wished for. In the same vein, my mom got me a gris-gris bag for fertility. It was actually free as a thank-you from the lady out front because Mom sat out front allowing the woman to take a much-needed bathroom break.
Unfortunately, we couldn’t go see Marie Laveau’s tomb. Apparently, the cemetery closes at 3 p.m. Maybe we’ll go tomorrow. We don’t currently have any plans. (Feel free to suggest something in the comments below.)
Instead, we walked home down Bourbon Street and snickered at the various classy bars and strip club names. (My favorites were Hustler’s Barely Legal and another called “Love Acts.”) In our half-a-mile walk down this thoroughfare, we passed three — count ’em, three — Willy’s Chicken Shack restaurants. Also a Hard Rock Cafe, for those who want an authentic New Orleans experience I guess.
Speaking of food, we stopped by the famous Cafe du Monde while down by the market. So now I can say I’ve done that. Of the six days I’ve been here, I’ve had beignets on four. I consider this a sign of a good vacation.
Oh, and for those of you who don’t follow me on Facebook, I won an iPad Mini at one of the giveaways in the FinCon Expo Hall. Which is good because our current one — a present from The World’s Best Boss four years ago — won’t run a lot of apps/app updates. I also won a $50 iTunes gift card at another giveaway. (I don’t think a lot of people visited the hall this year.) That will come in useful if we can’t revive the iPod, which housed a great many songs from before I had enough of a conscience to pay for music.
I’m off to guzzle some water, as I appear to have a slight sunburn despite the application of SPF 50 before we left.