Oh gawd, I still remember my 8th grade graduation trip to New Orleans. One night, our chaperones (our TEACHERS) thought it might be fun to take us, a group of 13 and 14 year olds to BOURBON Street. We did see some, uhhh, rather interesting (interesting to the GUYS in the group, anyway

) sights (aka strip clubs) while we walked. The girls ignored the guys and went into some of the shops and enjoyed seeing all the voodoo stuff they had. Then, we went to the back of the store...where all the more risque stuff was kept. My friends kept messing around with some of the, uh, stuff while I just watched and laughed. We also saw some street performers, with this one lady dressed up in a vinyl catsuit (as a cat, with the ears and tail), doing all this bending and stretching that shocked even a friend of mine and I (we were both gymnasts at the time). Then, there was this guy playing an old guitar. He was pretty good, but clearly was in need of some crazy pills. LOL