Not Your Mama's Blog: Tiger Bait

We survived. The Pelican State didn't take as much out of me as I thought it would - well, except for maybe gallons of sweat.

Over share? Completely. Exaggeration? Not even close.

Yes, it's true. I am meant to live in the Northwest - the humidity just doesn't do it for me. Regardless of the weather (and the ass kicking LSU handed our Huskies), Mr. Malone and I had a wonderful time in Louisiana with his family.

Our trip began with a very brief stint in New Orleans. No joke - we went straight from the airport to the French Quarter for a solid three hours of walking. I had two things on my list: beignets from Cafe du Monde and a cemetery. (What can I say? I loved the movie Double Jeopardy!)

Truth be told, I could do without ever visiting New Orleans again. It was dirty and smelled awful. I cannot even fathom how bad that stench must be at night. Although, I can certainly understand why a single person would want to hang out on Bourbon Street.

Woot woot!

After a car ride along the swamps, we made it to Baton Rouge! We drove through campus, checked out my sister-in-law's apartment, and power napped before our first Southern meal. Here is where I should declare my love for the food in Louisiana. The poboys, the gator, the crawfish étouffée... delicious!

Our Friday consisted of walking, sweating, hydrating, walking, sweating, eating, showering, driving, hydrating, and a tour of the Houmas House. (Before our actual tour, we drove 15-20 minutes out of the way to see the Oak Alley Plantation. Totally worth it.)

Oak Alley - stunning

Houmas House

Oh, I do declare! That Mint Julep was mighty fine.

The culmination of our trip was the game on Saturday. (At least one team showed up ready to play!) Win or lose, the SEC knows how to do football. And the LSU fans?! Amazingly genuine. They would taunt us for a bit and then feed us. Everybody was so friendly and hospitable!