So my wife Anita and I decided to head down to New Orleans for a long weekend. Despite it's really terrible online reviews and the deep voice moaning "Get out!", I have a good feeling about our hotel.
The lady at the front desk checked us in and pointed us to our room; she said it was in the back so nobody would hear the screams. How thoughtful!
There were a couple of problems (password for free wireless included couple of Mayan symbols and baby's cries could be heard coming from shower drain), but it's pretty much your typical hotel.
Then I clicked on TV to see who was winning playoff game. Low-def analog signal? AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Go out into hotel courtyard, but little put off by menacing stare of 2,000 parakeets. New Orleans is starting to freak me out a little.
What's worse, I just felt a drop of rain. Wait... there's not a cloud in the sky...
Time to get away from the hotel and see the sighs, sounds and smells of Nawlins...
Rent-a-cars are getting smaller and smaller.
There probably was healthier dinner choice, but I'm a sucker for caramel apples.
Finally got to add to my gator collection.
Leave it to those crazy cajuns to think up a way to improve mac & cheese.
Decided to shop for a spell...
Yes, I bought one of everything.
Nice to know the oil companies care so much...
Chew ya later, alligator.
Man, I can't believe those beignets are sugar-free and have no fat!
Who dat? Jack & Anita in New Orleans.
THE DAILY SCALEY
Pound and a half gain over three days in New Orleans? I'll take it!
