Weekend in New Orleans

Cops are useless.

Fine I knew that before, but now I have a prime example to share. So I was driving down the 70 mph speed limited I-10 West at a respectable 75 mph in Louisiana when I noticed a rogue truck. The driver must have been drunk or asleep, he swerved so much into the other lane that the a car had to brake and drive on the feeder to avoid it. I kept my distance for a little while, but ultimately decided to pass the truck and avoid it as much as possible. I sped up to about 82 mph and attuned all my attention to the task. Right after I passed it alive and well, I noticed this cop car hiding beneath a bridge, so I thought yay a cop, maybe he'll catch that truck. And sure enough, the cop's light came on, much to Yue's and my rejoice at what should have been justice. Little did I know, the cop went straight past that stupid truck and right after me. So I pulled over and ended up with a speeding ticket from freaking Louisiana. Maybe I should have explained the situation, but I doubt it would have justified the speeding. But still.

Also in the messed up swamp called Louisiana is Tiger Truck Stop. We sort of stumbled upon it when I had to use the restroom. Right outside the gas station under the blistering heat was this live adult tiger cramped in a cage no bigger than my living room. Apparently the truck stop has been keeping and more importantly BREEDING tigers for years. SERIOUSLY?! At a gas station?! Only in United States do we see this sort of idiot cruelty.

Ultimately the trip was full of win. I had some seriously juicy but perfectly golden and breaded fried chicken. I never knew white meat could be so... tender.

Cafe du Monde rocks. Beignets dipped in cafe au lait is.... indescribably orgasmic. It's kind of like Chinese oil sticks dipped in hot soy milk but sweeter and with coffee instead. Although, the beignets are a little overrated because not everyone knows about 油条.

And maybe someday I'll be drunk enough to appreciate Bourbon street and cabarets, but not this time.