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August 04, 2000

Today I woke up and the ship was pitching and rolling all over the damn place. This made it very hard for me to continue sleeping cause the sliding closet door kept banging open and closed. For a while I just lay in bed and was thinking to myself we must be going through a hurricane or something. Then I thought, oh right, the Mississippi. So I look outside and sure enough, we are flying up the Mississippi River and we are banking all over the place so that we can make the turns.

I got dressed and went to the top deck to watch all the stuff along the river. We got into New Orleans at around 11 o'clock, and we immediately headed into town. We speant all afternoon trapsing around the french quarter. I bought three more t-shirts including my third and final hard rock cafe shirt of the cruise. Upon completion of my little tour around N.O. I came to a few conclusions.

I enjoyed visiting N.O.
I would never want to live in N.O.
N.O. is incredibly old and falling apart
Driving in N.O. looks like hell on earth
walking in N.O. constitutes a death wish
There are tons of bars in N.O.
N.O. is a good place to start your career as a stripper

That's pretty much all you need to know if you want to go to New Orleans for any reason. After we had lunch at a local place and shopped for a while we got back onto the ship and had dinner.

After dinner I went up to the top deck and played some more ping pong. I was playing against a guy named Evan who was from London. The two of us are pretty good and we split the games pretty evenly. We had a couple dozen people watching us play most of the time and it was alot of fun. I said we should both run a mississippi-river-boat-deck ping pong championship. The pitching of the deck was just an extra added challenge.

At first I was playing in sandles but that started really hurting my feet, so I ditched them in favor of bare feet. That worked a lot better, until... ...there were about three glasses that the people who were using the table before us had left there and they were full of fruit punch. They got knocked over when someone walked by and spilled all over my feet, and the playing area where I was standing. Now my feet were sticky as all hell, and it felt really nasty, so I got a couple glasses of water and dumped them over the deck and my feet. Now my feet were no longer sticky but I was standing in a puddle of freezing cold water. Which made the game all the more interesting cause I kept falling on my ass until it dried up. So after that I proptly took a shower and washed my feet off which, at this point, looked worse then when I jogged home from Joel's house that one time.

We then went to go see the comedian of the night, and he was pretty funny to, he had some more individual jokes rather than just a long rant, but his show still flowed well so it was cool. So now we are flying back down the Mississippi, and I am going to sleep.

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