New Orleans
Today we walked all over the Warehouse district to find breakfast until we met a tour guide that sent us to the French Quarter to eat at Oceania’s near Bourbon street. I had a huge omelette, decent coffee and a sweet time. Then we walked around and I hit a quiet hour with friends of Bills. From there we walked to the French Quarter to pick up a tour, missed the one we thought we’d take, realized we were a little hunger, so decided on a salad at Stanley off Jackson Park. Love the jazz in the background. Grabbed a mule buggy tour through the French Quarter and learned some great stories. Of course after that, we need a Biegnut at Cafe Du Monde where I proceed to spill my hot chocolate all over the front of my white vest. It was worth it.. After all that sugar we had to work out so grabbed a trolley to the Garden District where we wandered through densely tree lined streets to see the plantation mansions in their various conditions. Some in need of repair, some in the middle of rebuilding and other quite perfect. Talk about owning a potential lemon, buy a house that was build in 1870!. The walk back to our hotel took hours but we worked off that donut.
