Wifey and I went over to the French Quarters, beignets and nose piercings!

We stopped by Cafe Du Monde after parking at our normal public parking area. The thunder and lightning storm rolled in right as we sat down at our table and it was raining cats and dogs. We had good seats away from the restaurant edges, this prevented us from getting splashed from all the downpour but still a good view of the tourist running for cover, slipping and sliding all over the place. Cheap entertainment.

After walking around taking some random photos I remembered wifey wanted to get her nose pierced so I started asking the local stores if they knew of any services in the surrounding area. We got super lucky in finding a place in the French Quarters that had an opening and was very clean and professional. The employee “Dillon” must have changed his freakin’ rubber gloves at least 10 times during the process in which he explained explicitly before performing the piercing. This place was damn good.

Wifey all smiles after getting her nose piercing. She’s been wanting to get this done ever since she turned 50. It’s close to 8 years overdue.