New Orleans

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Thirty nine hours after boarding our train in Arizona, we arrived in New Orleans. Nothing sounded as good as a shower, and so we made haste to our historic once-a-bank hotel and then regrouped for our first visit of the French Quarter.

On our way out the door we, inexperienced Californians that we are, thought it looked like it might rain. Assured by the concierge that there was only a seven to eight percent chance of rain, we headed out and soon were wondering how many showers we could squeeze in during our overnight in Louisiana. Hot and humid is humid and hot.

We walked to the river (yes, Virginia, there is a Mississippi.) and then went looking for authentic New Orleans. Just for the curious, the things New Orleans is known for are there in a plenty. SOS and I wanted to try those things that the city is known for and we don't have moral objections to, and we started off with a muffaletta. This sandwich is the size of a medium pizza and a double double hamburger combined.

I don't think I will go out of my way to get another one, but it was yummy for the time. SOS won't tell me how much it cost, but we both agree the plastic bag we were given to carry the sandwich was worth whatever we paid for the sandwich. Because soon the seven to eight percent chance of rain turned into the first rain New Orleans has gotten in awhile. The torrential downpour would have caused weeks worth of anxiety in Los Angeles. More water fell in the first half hour than southern California gets all year. That might be an exaggeration, but I'm not so sure. Anyway we were glad to have the plastic bag to put our camera in. The rest of us and our things got rather soggy.

Poor CutieBabyBoy was such a good sport. For quite some time he was sticking out his thumb and we couldn't decide whether he was giving us a thumbs up sign, trying to thumb a ride from someone who wouldn't get him rained on, or wanting the comfort of sucking his thumb without the energy to get it there.

He couldn't even enjoy the beignets we got. (An authentic food worth getting again.)

Because our thirst for adventure had gotten rained out and watered down, we decided we could wait for authentic Cajun fried alligator. Next time maybe we will double check to make sure the concierge didn't mean to say seventy to eighty percent chance of rain and be better prepared for showers.

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Christine said…
What is SOS? I think Tobias was sticking up his thumb to see if hitch-hiking was a way out for him......
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