Right off the plane Cruz was on the horn and straight to TCB.
The weather was so super bad the day before we arrived, and the baggage area was filled with bags that had arrived with no people. All of them were stuck in other airports. Apparently Dulles and Chicago airports had grounded all planes.
A nice introduction to New Orleans as we were looking for a room.
We took the bus from the airport right to the French Quarter.
Wait, Nevada City? Nah... French Quarter.
Checked in at the hotel, dropped off the bags and went to get some lunch.
Stopped here for dinner.
When was the last time you got a bad joke on your dinner check?
After dinner, we walked around and hit about 4 different bars. In the French Quarter there is a bar, pub or smoothie/pizza shack about every 10 feet.
Second to last bar, Irish coffee stop.
Then we made our way back to the Hotel.
Im pretty sure the hotel is haunted.
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