"Get down - you're showing all of Bourbon Street your undies"...

... "That's better than my boobies!"

IF you didn’t already know… the locals pronounce it “Nawlins”.

My brother realized today that I’ll do something in which I originally dared him to do – so not to challenge me. (which includes climbing on top of a not-so-sturdy paper box to get closer to the Bourbon Street sign for a fantastic photo...in a dress >)

 Pat O’Brien’s has a pretty amazing Hurricane (it’s a drink). And Good Food, too >

The Market is not very busy during the week, but beignets are incredible any day of the week. >

It’s fascinating what you can remember about being in a place before; even if it was a short visit the first time.

The Hurricane Katrina museum is new…and very touching.

Today’s events included:

*finding a parking spot

*walking to

Jackson Square

*Making a new friend (see photo below)

*finding the Market

*exploring the streets (See Photo Below)

*visiting the Hurricanes Katrina & Rita museum

*eating at Café du Monde

*exploring the streets (See photo below)

*wondering down

Bourbon Street

*dining at Pat O’Brien’s

*looking for, finding, and watching/enjoying street performers

*venturing back to the hotel to relax & prepare for the ride to Austin, TX tomorrow

P.S. We just want to clarify for the grandma generation: pimp-ass hotel means its really nice, not that there are actual pimps walking around. Sorry for the lingo, will be more careful in the future. ( Thanks for the hotel Uncle Mike :)! )