Unexpectedly Dead

I stopped in while visiting St Patrick’s Day. Bourbon Street was hopping, so I thought there would be at least a little action going on even in the mid-afternoon. I popped in, ordered a beer (got 2, because everything on Bourbon is 2 for 1), and watched the last 15 seconds of a girl dancing. Pretty good looking, but just missed her. I grabbed a spot to wait for the next dancer, and... nothing. Hung around for another 25 minutes or so—some girls were hanging out at tables, but no one was dancing or making their way through the crowd. After what felt like a reasonable commitment on my part, I cut my losses and bailed.

A couple of the girls sitting at tables were attractive, and the space was huge with a patio in the back, so lots of potential. Could be great when it is hopping. But I must have picked the wrong time to stop by because it was the deadest spot on Bourbon for me.