Travel Betty

Grab some beads and get ready for your debut performance on Girls Gone Wild. Bourbon Street is where you make your parents proud and your ex-girl and boyfriends jealous.

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On our recent trip to New Orleans, Travel Boyfriend surprised me by choosing three different places to stay. One, the Sheraton, was dictated by the fact that mid-way through the week, he had a few days of business meetings. Snore. But the other two were fully furnished apartments available to rent by the night.
We’d actually [...]

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Finding yourself hungry in New Orleans? Then you’re not doing it right!Created with Admarket’s flickrSLiDR.Cafe Du Monde800 Decatur St.Touristy? Yes. But the beignets (or Benet, as Travel Boyfriend calls them. As in, JonBenet-Ramsey.) are fresh, hot and delicious. Plus, the place is open 24 hours, so if it’s too crowded for you during the day, [...]

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Still thirsty after my first three recommendations? Here are three more bars that made me never want to leave New Orleans.
Pravda- Lower Decataur Street- A Russian-themed bar with an atmosphere to make you feel nostalgic for the cold war and Ayn Rand. There’s kitschy revolutionary touches everywhere. Like the commie murals and the cute Bettie-Page-hairdooed [...]

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New Orleans has no shortage of awesome little shops. Most owned by the locals. The only problem is hunting them down. But if you just let yourself meander around the city (I focused on the French Quarter and a small section of Magazine Street), you’ll bump into a bunch that are worthy of your cash. [...]

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If I can remember correctly (big if), then these are the bars that Travel Boyfriend and I had a blast in while blasted in New Orleans.
Laffite’s Blacksmith Shop- on the corner of Bourbon Street and St. Phillip Street- Hands down my favorite bar of all time in New Orleans. It’s the oldest structure still standing [...]

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After a third night of watching the melodious Mike Hood perform at our favorite bar in New Orleans, Travel Boyfriend and I attempt to stumble back to our apartment. It is then that I see the craziest fucking thing ever (and not in a good way).
There is a guy walking down the street perpendicular to [...]

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After a pleasant day spent lazily roaming the French Quarter for souvenirs and having your fortune told by a voodoo priest, how does one spend their birthday evening in New Orleans?
Two words: Mechanical Bull!

Hmm, bull riding in a skirt? That’s classy, Travel Betty.

Didn’t quite stick the landing.
(Luckily for my readers, Hustler’s Barely Legal Club didn’t [...]

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Drag a bar stool up to the piano and soak in the atmosphere of the oldest building in the French Quarter. It’s been standing since around 1772. And with Mike Hood on the keys you’re be sure to remain entertained until well past when you fall off said stool.
Travel Betty Basics
Lafitte’s Blacksmith Shop
941 Bourbon Street
New [...]

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So you’re in the Big Easy for your birthday and your Travel Boyfriend is stuck in business meetings all day. What’s a girl to do? Eat a gyro at Attiki? Drink a glass of wine? Yes. And yes.

And then you go get your fortune told by an honest to goodness druid and voodoo priest named [...]

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