I do love me a good scavenger hunt
Feb. 1st, 2009 09:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pinksoniaLast night was our first ever wine scavenger hunt around the city of New Orleans. Apparently Kat did a similar scavenger hunt during her field school. Each of us was responsible for getting a bottle of wine and hiding it somewhere within the pre-arranged boundaries. You then had to write a clue and bring it along to the start off point. I hid mine in the side parking lot of the Borders on Louisiana and St. Charles Ave. I was thanked afterward for hiding it someplace with a bathroom. My Clue:
Hey There Intrepid Adventurers!
It's no secret that I like books. I love the way they present a land without boarders. Everyone's experience is your own. Toward that end, I would like to introduce you to my favorite Louisianian author Mr. St. John Charles. Hopefully you now know where I am trying to send you, so I will leave you with one parting warning. Watch Out for the ghosts. I hear they like to hang out around old funeral homes.
Happy Hunting,
Allison
P.S. I always find it easiest to park in the side lot.
My team of six got five clues. All but one were pretty easy to figure out. The one that wasn't was based on knowing where the guy to made it lived which we didn't. Another involved "the house where Benjamin Button grew young" so I'm glad that someone had actually seen the movie. It was out side that house that we had a cop car drive past twice while we were drinking out bottle. I love that pretty much only in New Orleans can you be drinking a bottle of wine while sitting on the curb in a random neighborhood and the passing cop just waves. We did have one team get in trouble because the hider didn't account for shift changes when he informed the bar that he was hiding a bottle of wine in their outdoor fountain. The new bartender got rather upset that people were wading in the fountain. Anyway, I had lots of fun.
Hey There Intrepid Adventurers!
It's no secret that I like books. I love the way they present a land without boarders. Everyone's experience is your own. Toward that end, I would like to introduce you to my favorite Louisianian author Mr. St. John Charles. Hopefully you now know where I am trying to send you, so I will leave you with one parting warning. Watch Out for the ghosts. I hear they like to hang out around old funeral homes.
Happy Hunting,
Allison
P.S. I always find it easiest to park in the side lot.
My team of six got five clues. All but one were pretty easy to figure out. The one that wasn't was based on knowing where the guy to made it lived which we didn't. Another involved "the house where Benjamin Button grew young" so I'm glad that someone had actually seen the movie. It was out side that house that we had a cop car drive past twice while we were drinking out bottle. I love that pretty much only in New Orleans can you be drinking a bottle of wine while sitting on the curb in a random neighborhood and the passing cop just waves. We did have one team get in trouble because the hider didn't account for shift changes when he informed the bar that he was hiding a bottle of wine in their outdoor fountain. The new bartender got rather upset that people were wading in the fountain. Anyway, I had lots of fun.
