Old City New

 

Last week, the kids and I tagged along for Ben's conference in New Orleans.

It was a week full of walking, coin salvaging, and Mardi Gras mess.

 

The rain soaked us our first full day.  Our old umbrella broke and we purchased two more from a camera shop on Canal Street.  Walking in torrential rain for several hours in a city with old water works meant that the streets flooded fast and furious.   

With a longer stride I could avoid some of the high spots, but holding an umbrella, Teddy's hand and trying to not get run over meant even my tennis shoes soon were gurgling and swallowing more and more water.   After one of our new umbrellas turned inside out, we decided we had enough and walked the many blocks back to our hotel.

 

In my room, we attempted to dry our shoes with the hairdryers.  I managed to short the entire hotel room and I had to wait for maintenance to come flip the breaker.  It was a memory making day.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Local or long distance?

Taken by a reflection in a window, it is a significant last photo where I can pretend to be taller than Alex.  Sigh.

 

 

Fritz and Emily started flash dancing on a street.  Alex was trying to disassociate himself from those crazy kids.

 

A cool retro Vespa

hot tub hair

 

 

 

 

Rest for the weary.

 

 

Even their animals were tired from all the walking.