It smells worse than Bourbon Street and you could get stabbed. The sidewalks are filthy and you are packed in among crowds of very drunk 18-year-olds, trying to mate with each other and clueless tourists, who think they are experiencing the heart of Austin. Cheesy, muscled hawkers will try to con you into entering their bars, while gang bangers and homeless desperados are sizing you up for the hit. There is also a down side. I hear they are selling "Keep Louisville Weird" shirts in Kentucky, now. Indeed.
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