MON JUNE, 27
NEW ORLEANS, LA
11am: Woke Up, India House Hostel
I slept longer to fight off sickness. I woke up with a sore throat. I took it easy today.
12:00pm: Trolley then Walked to Dee's Coffee
I yelled, "Hey Buddy, where's your pirate ship!?" Okay no I didn't, but I thought about it.
1pm - 4pm: Blogged
4pm - 5pm: Programmed
5pm: Ate at McDonalds
Probably not the best diet for a cold.
6:30pm: Watched Game of Thrones, India House Hostel
Thanks everyone on social media for ruining the ending for me!
8pm: Planned Future of Blog/Startup/YouTube Channel, India House Hostel
11am: Bought $2 Basket of Fried Chicken at a Run Down Gas Station
11:30am: Breaking & Entering
The New Zealanders, Dane, and I ran across the street to an abandoned catholic church. I was the only sober one.
Step 1: Climb over the spiked gate
I wasn't about that so I turned around to go eat my fried chicken.
While eating my fried chicken on the front porch, a New Zealander came outside looking for his friends. I told him they already left. He was upset. I said, "Fuck it, I'll go, but under one condition - we scare the hell out of them."
He made it over the gate no problem and then so did the Frenchman who tagged along. It took me so long that you'd think it was the god damn Berlin Wall.
Step 2: Get inside the church.
We saw a small dark hole leading into the church basement. The short New Zealander might have been able to fit, but the Frenchman and I said, "There is no way we are fitting through there!"
As we were looking for a bigger hole, two guards started walking toward us. They said they were calling the cops. We ran for the gate. First the frenchman went over. I tried next. To gain my footing I sat squarely on a metal spike - I did not like it. The New Zealander was pushing me to hurry. The guards were fast approaching. The Frenchman and I started laughing as I tried to make my way down.
We then ran back across the street. After cheering from the adrenaline rush we thought, "Oh shit we got to tell the other guys before the cops come!" The Frenchman texted them and a few minutes later you could see them running across the street too.
12am: Watched the Horror Movie Hush