As One Journey Ends Another Begins

It is with great sadneess that 'the Pirate' and 'the Robbers' blitzkreig of the United States comes to a close. For those of you who have been procuring much interest in the tale of these two maniacal travellers fear not as the title suggests, when one journey ends another begins. For I have not cast dispurtion on you fine audience, this is 'The Great Piratical Rumbustification; the Librarian & the Robber' and as alluded to earlier the third point of our story will be completing this isocles very soon. Stay tuned, with baited breath for the adventures of Lee, or as we will henceforth know him as 'the Librarian', the quieter of the trio by day, but once the book is shut, the dewey decimal cards placed neatly away and the intranet shutdown, like any good librarian he lets his hair down (figuratively speaking of course as he sports a romper). And thus the story commences a new chapter, we shall be complete...and we shall be happy.

Amen.

Museum of Sex

One does hope that the sight of these pictures are not too unerving on the stomach. As they say 'When in Rome...'

Siteseeing, well we are bloody toursits after all!

So this is where Vanilla Ice has been hiding

(Yes that is a 40 of malt liquor)

What is the collective noun for buildings?

Dam fire-flies

Vern Troyer just joined the NYPD

Copper Boogies

Cliche' Mk II

The forgotten Looney tune 'Max the Marine'

A patriotic bridge, how quaint

I call this one 'The Moon & A Golden Man through Trees'

New York, New York

Frank Sinatra wanted to 'wake up in a city that never sleeps', now I doubt Frank was waking up along with the rest of New York not sleeping due to their well worn hostel mattress (one could only imagine the stories it would tell if given the power of speech), however I won't complain too loudly as 'the Robber' and I have made it to the big dance. Our ultimate stop in the U.S. of A before we embark on mission to the Old Dart. And what a place it is.

'The Robber' is still questioning where this 'Big Apple' is as he has seen the 'Big Banana' and would like to compare oversized fruits, he can't seem to comprehend the concept of a city nickname, also commenting on the girls in New Orleans, 'I thought this was supposed to be the Big Easy and I aint been able to rob shit'. Fruitless humour aside, New York New York is all it promised and more. From oversized pretzels with mustard to bagles with a 'schmear' of cream cheese, Grande' mocha double espresso frappaccinos to just straight 'Cawffee' we have been swept up by the hustle and bustle of it all yet somehow avoided being totally consumed. Could it be our handy 'Lonely Planet' combination Manhatten Island map and subway guide? Or our thick Australian brouge? Or the fact we visited the Statue of Liberty, Ellis Isalnd, Ground Zero, the Brooklyn Bridge and the Empire State Building all in one day and seemed to keep running into the same people. Ah tourists, New York loves them! With in excess of 40 million a year they inject a substantial sum of money into the city and don't the locals know that. New Yawkers have in the last few years become friendly! Shock, horror, gasp, gone are the days where if you fell on the ground the average New Yawker wouldn't just walk over you they'd actually use your ear to remove the gum from their shoe too. So enjoy we do their hospitality, helpful directions and witty Brooklyn barbs.

In New York, we are all king of the hill and top of the heap. Unless you're the guy who keeps asking me for any spare change to get a sandwich. I bought him a beer instead so he didn't feel bad about lying.

Swamp Donkey

The Bayou

Gator-cam was introduced at this years cricket World Cup

The toughest game of whack-a-mole ever

Which one's the reptile?

'So let me get this straight, I kiss it and it turns into a hot chick right?'

A Crockwork Orange

(NB. I know its an alligator but for the purpose of this pun I put biological correctness aside)

Melvin wasn't like other gators, he enjoyed sunbaking along with manicures more then the

water. But somehow he always knew he was different

Couldn't have happened to a nicer team

Nuggets 113 - Lakers 86

Mello

Marcus breaks Bynum's hymen

Mello...again

Kobe again touching someone against their will

Another Bryant brick

Happy St Patricks Day

Sorry my well wishes are a tad late but I found these photos from our St Patricks day and thought I should share them with you dear readers. I hope your 'craic' was as good as ours. As you can see 'the Robber' was donning his 'Shamerock' that day.

Hididdly Dee Mark II

That's right wench, beware...oh its just 'the Robber' cross-dressing again

Slu love Chunk

Constipation on the high seas

Hididdly Dee a Pirate's Life for Me

Apparently a few pirates lived in this town, one in particular Jean Lafite owned a bar with his brother who was blacksmith. I have finally found my pirate 'mecca', Pirate's alley. So I 'the Pirate' began to swear and curse more then usual. The 'Arrggg' gained an extra 'g'. One eye closed, and I began to limp. One of my footsteps sounded like a wooden staccato 'plonk'. I could suddenly hear the squawk of a parrot in my ear. I shivered my timbers. Pirate alley truly was a haven on land for me amongst all the the lubbers who didn't understand how much a doubloon was or thought the jolly roger was happy sex amongst the English. I was home and everything seemed 'piratish' with the world. Or it could have just been the Absinthe...

Arrggg!

City of the Dead

Really Cross

Only a little cross

The sides of the tomb tasted really sour

When the dead person told him to 'Come on in', Marty proceeded to shit himself

A little too late to pray for forgiveness ey?

Jules, August and Alice, menage' toi forever

The French Quarter

So New Orleans was originally colonised by the French. But not just any Frenchies, because of coures no one wanted to leave their baguettes, es cargo and La Coste polos they had to round up vagrants, gamblers, petty thiefs and women of ill-repute to populate their new colony which means Australia has a profound link to this great city. No wonder 'the Pirate' and 'the Robber' have acclimatised like Benny would in Colombia. The place where all this debauchary still takes place is the French Quarter and more appropriately Bourbon Street. This is where Mardi Gras occurs, one can only imagine what the party is like when that happens as its a tad happenin even now.

Blues and Bourbon go hand in hand

I apologise for the shadow I cast

Apparently there are young girls in there

Stella closed her eyes and pretended she was

a cackling witch on a broom.

Affluence

These people can't help it that they've got so much money they wipe their asses with it. I love the architecture here in the Big Easy. Its a selling point if your house is weatherboard, a far cry from back home. They are all about tradition in the deep south which makes for a gorgeous city, in the places where you can afford to be gorgeous.