Our last day in New Orleans.
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We say good bye to our travelling buds and arrange to meet Ronnie and Donna for lunch at Dragos.
Then we head out to walk the now more quiet streets of new Orleans.
Marilyn wants to visit a high-end fabric store called Promenade Fine Fabrics. Now 4 miles from the RV park we find the place. While she picks up a few remnants of fine cloth, I snap a few pictures.
On our way to meet the Smiths we stop at a few galleries and big-dollar boutiques. “No thanks, just looking.”
Dragos is busy and all you need is one bite of their signature charbroiled oysters to understand why this place calls itself New Orlean’s best seafood.
We continue on our walk to the French Market. As soon as we get back into the French Quarter we are met with a wall of people but we persevere until we reach the market. It’s not at all how we remember, we think we probably had it confused with Charleston market. It’s busy, we’re tired and we live in an RV so we have no room anyway. We choose to walk home.
Yesterday every site in this park was No Vacancy. Today they certainly can take down that sign.
By the time we get home it’s like every bone in our bodies hurts from the walk. Apparently we’re not as young as we used to be. The dogs show no sympathy, they want out. They get a quick walk and come in when we promise cookies.
While Marilyn reads her book, Larry enjoys a snooze.
We hook up with Ronny and Donna one last time before we head out tomorrow, this time for happy hour followed by Chinese food delivered, get this, delivered by bicycle. The food is delicious. We’re tired, they’re tired, we all say good night. Marilyn and I are in bed before we are hungry again.
“I believe when life gives you lemons, you should make lemonade…and try to find someone whose life has given them vodka, and have a party.” -Ron White
Tomorrow we will be in Mississippi. where will you be?