From Memphis we moved south towards New Orleans. Along the route was a small town called Vicksburg. According to the research it had some potential of being a great destination. Unfortunately you shouldn't hope too much from every stop you take.
If I get a comment someday, I hope it's going to be to this post telling me what kind of fish is this in the pic and what killed it.
Top two sights and the only sights in Vicksburg were the Casino Boat and a battlefield drive-thru. The Casino Boat is a nice venue, but be aware that the doormen are all dyslexic and can't read english from other countries driving licences if the date of birth is mentioned in a slightly different spot then in the local one. Ancient battlefield drive-thru is like a wildlife park / safari without any animals. Both attractions I enjoyed very much.
Vicksburg served as a nice time-out before the next epic party capital of the Deep South, Nawlins.
If you were looking for a nice relaxing city holiday with your grandma, you made a wrong turn somewhere along the way. Nawlins is a place for the once-in-a-lifetime party pilgrimige. We had no trouble with this fact and that's why this blog post contains mostly party related incidents.
Just like Katrina did few years ago, we flooded the street of New Orleans with our bold party attitude.
Epic party dudes like the Green Goblin served as an inspiration to us all. We learned our moves from the very best US has to offer.
When you spot Akon on the dance floor, you're propably just about to have sex.
The feeling when you realize you're competing with a guy who swallows swords.
If we say regular toast is like a paper plane, Muffuletta is the space rocket of all sandwiches. It's contains more ham then an average family has on their christmas table.
In the streets of Nawlins you are unstoppable. Even the traffic cones serve for your amusement.
