It was an interesting day. Six weeks of touring has ingrained early rising, so, true to form, I was up with the sun and wondering how I would fill the day. And now that the day is winding down, I look back and wonder how I was able to do so little, yet spend so many hours doing it.
JB and I met up around 8:00 am, and walked over to a nearby Golden Arches for breakfast. Not exactly healthy, but a change from my daily intake of oatmeal on the road.
Then, because we had so much time to kill, we decided to walk the two miles to the French Quarter instead of taking the trolley. In a way, I wa a bit disappointed because I could have gotten the seniors' discount, and only paid 40 cents instead of the regular $1.50. It's a great service; a car goes by the hostel every 16 minutes.
So we wandered around, grabbed a coffee and beignet, and window-shopped the artists who were displaying their wares around Jackson Square. We then visited the Katrina interactive exhibition, which was very moving. I felt a rush of pride when I saw the urban rescue team from Vancouver was prominently mentioned for their quick response and enormous assistance immediately after the storm struck.
Finally, it was time for the Easter Parade, which, I must confess, was a bit of a disappointment, as we had been led to believe it would rival the earlier Mardi Gras parade. No such luck, but it was somewhat colourful and entertaining.
The rest of the afternoon was spent enjoying the various street performers/buskers along Royal Street, some raucous music on Bourbon Street, and another smaller parade for the LGBT community.
Tomorrow, we head back up to where we left the bikes and gear, and will camp there overnight. Then it's back on the road on Tuesday.
There's no wifi at the farm, and perhaps none at the following day's stop, so I may be off the air for a bit.
NO looks awesome!
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