Tag: atlanta based photographer

When I told my girlfriend that for her birthday, I was going to take us to New Orleans, she was excited. The French Quarter, Bourbon Street, Steamboats, and Ghost Tours filled her imagination as I told her that I was going to plan the entire thing for her, and that she didn’t have to worry about any of it. I would say about a month and a half later, we set out to Louisiana.

We were definitely off to a rough start. Our vacation was supposed to be from Thursday to Sunday, and since we are from the Atlanta area, we decided to drive. So after I got out of class at 3 that afternoon, we began our trek through Georgia, Alabama, Mississippi, and finally into Louisiana.

BUT

Before we’ve been on the road for 30 minutes, disaster strikes… We were getting off i285 in Atlanta to get out of rush hour traffic when the driver behind us taps our back bumper. Great. So we get the cars moved out of the way and into the parking lot of a not so friendly looking gas station. We call the police and we wait. And wait. And wait… And… The entire time we wait, there are about 6 Atlanta Police vehicles with dogs and swat gear arresting a bunch of people for something. As we wait patiently for our minor traffic accident to be reported, 2 hours pass.

When the police are finally wrapping up their business with this drug or gun or whatever bust they’re doing, it’s almost 6 o’clock. One officer walks over to us. He writes the report, and we are back on the road!

When it’s dinner time, we stop in this nameless town for some subs. After my girlfriend opens the bathroom door on some dude because he didn’t lock the door, we got our subs and kept on moving.

It was about 12 am when we finally met The Big Easy. So, exhausted, we got our room in the India House Hostel, and we passed out for the night.