Just a little while ago, I was almost the victim of some cajun lovin'. The offer still stands, I'm sure.
I just got hit on attrociously while trying to check into my hotel.
BY THE LOUNGE SINGER.
I was at the desk and this very colorful cajun character came around the corner and just stopped in his tracks. He said "mmm mmm mmm, what have we here?" Then he looked me over like I was a plate of cookies and pointed at my sandals saying "ooooh... and pretty feet, too... And no wedding ring." He said "This is my lucky day." (Not quite as lucky as he thought.) He told me he will be here for 3 days and that he is performing in the lounge all week. He said "Come in there and see me, and I will sing you any song you want to hear." Then he asked me if he could buy me dinner and I laughed, because he was coming on awful strong with all this, so he said "I am not joking. I am very serious. I would like to get to know you."
GET TO KNOW ME?
I didn't want to say "Hell no", or something, so I just said "Nice to meet you" and he said "Well. Just come to the lounge and see me. Maybe we can go from there."
Nice fellow... but who in the world takes a guy up on something like that? He had a thick pony tail that went all the way to his belt. I've been known to like that sort of thing.
So I guess the people in this community are quite friendly.
My hotel is very nice. It's downright swanky as a matter of fact. I snapped a couple of pictures and I might post them on here later. I'll come back and stick them into this entry if they come out ok. I like a comfy hotel.