Are you a fan of NOLA? Well, if you are, I’m here to share my stories of partying in New Orleans during a guys football weekend. I learned a lot about this city and even more about the New Orleans escorts that parade around Bourbon St. and Frenchmen St. I’ve covered everything that you need to know if you’re planning on visiting this city. Trust me, reading this will save you a lot of headaches not to mention, you’ll know all the hot spots to dine as well. Pay close attention…
A Weekend In New Orleans: Escort Nightmares, But Great Music, Food, and Football
A group of college buddies and I have an annual trip that we go on. We travel for football, mayhem, and some light binge drinking. New Orleans was the spot this past year and we spent a weekend getting after it. The group of guys is not all crazy party guys but some of us tend to take things up a notch.
We flew in on a Friday and arrived just in time for lunch kicking off our culinary quest at none other than Doris Metropolitan. This restaurant is right in the French Quarter where we were staying, close to Jackson Square. The steaks and sweetbreads with the bomb. Seriously, perhaps the best that I’ve ever had in my life. After spending what we consider a ton of money on food, we decided to skip out on the Cafe Du Monde chicory coffee and beignets and go straight into getting wasted.
We checked into Hotel Monteleone which has a sick carousel bar, which is where we posted up for a couple of cocktails. Eventually, we migrated to Pat O’Brien’s for some classic NOLA hurricane cocktails. Those drinks got all of us pretty smashed. It wasn’t even 7 pm on the first night before we were all basically legless.
That was NOT going to stop us from getting the full NOLA effect as we were troopers. In other words, we kept drinking. We wanted to kick things up a notch and decided to hit Larry Flint’s Hustler strip club there which is right on Bourbon St. Given that we had healthy stacks of cash and that it was the first night, I said what the hell why not! I wasn’t all that impressed with the place. The girls weren’t willing to do anything with us and there was no sex in the champagne room. We wanted more, which is why we thought hiring one of the New Orleans escorts running around the city would be a far better idea.
While sitting in the Hustler Club, I started searching online for these call girls and eventually ended up on ECCIE.net which was where it immediately went downhill. I didn’t know anything about Nightshift.co at the time or I probably would have checked their first, but using one over the other would have been just as bad as the next.
I eventually connected with one of the local girls on ECCIE and although she wasn’t verified, we all agreed that it would be a good idea to hire her. After foolishly sending a couple of messages to her, we ended up meeting her in our hotel room. Now, the girl that showed up looked NOTHING like the girl in the ad. In fact, I felt like she was a legit crackwhore.
One of my buddies said fuck it and he ended up smashing it but gosh, she was disgusting and smelled terrible. I don’t know how he managed to hit that.
Things got worse though…
He tried shorting her cash and this chick went bonkers. She threatened to have some rugged dude that was waiting downstairs come up and pistol whip us. We were so wasted that we brushed it off. Next thing you know, there’s some big guy banging on our hotel room door. The girl lied and said that we owed her more than we did. She got all the money asked as we didn’t want to get arrested or even worse, shot. Keep in mind, that was the first night!
These escorts in New Orleans are gross and shady, AF to say the least. These mutt buckets are even worse in Harrah’s Casino. They latch on to you like an annoying sucker fish cleaning the tank.
Suffice to say, we learned our lesson and stayed out of strip clubs and away from escorts the rest of the weekend. Instead, we hit nice restaurants like Emeril’s which had the absolute best fried chicken sandwich I’ve ever had. We also hit a place called Barrel Proof which was a great whiskey spot. Guess what, we ended up connecting with some local girls and eventually banging a couple over the weekend. However, that only happened because we turned to a hookup site versus the traditional pay to play route – a much better idea!
As for the football game, the Mercedes Benz Superdome was pretty cool but definitely not the best we’ve been to. All in all, it was a successful weekend but if you go there do not even think about hiring any escorts in New Orleans.
They’re shady scumbag thieves just like the people on the street asking you questions trying to take your money. As for the local girls that are on casual dating networks, they’re hot, flirty and awesome based on my experience. I’ll go back, but I’ll never let my friends try to hire a hooker in NOLA ever again.