New Orleans: Part 3: Walking, Walking and More Walking

The Muddy Mississippi

From March 6 through March 8, 2010 I had a fabulous trip to New Orleans.

Here is Part 3 of a 3 Part Diary Series of the Weekend:

Monday, March 8, 2010

I woke up much later than I normally do, approximately 10:30. I packed up my backpack and checked out, left by bag with the bellhop and set off for my last day.

The weather was overcast, but I decided I needed to check out the Mississippi during the Day. So I walked on the river front, contemplated going into the aquarium (decided against it, because I can see the Baltimore one whenever I’d like. The river was muddy and it was odd to see so much industry on the other side (as opposed to my view from my parent’s house of NYC).

As I continued up the river, I realized I was starving and decided to leave the river front and find a place to eat. I left the raised promenade and ran back into Joan (from the dinner cruise)! We caught up a bit, and separated. After parting, I stopped at the River’s Edge Restaurant, for a late breakfast.

As a side note, I had a hard time finding healthy looking eggs while, both of the places I went to for breakfast didn’t offer egg white, and once the eggs came out, they were usually covered in grease! Very unappetizing.

I followed a city tour from the “Eyewitness” series produced by DK. I had used this guide series when I went to Sydney and found it most helpful finding new and interesting places to visit. But here, in New Orleans, it seemed to be a disappointment, it kept building up some of the places, only for my to be let down.

Part of the let down is due to the fact that Monday is the “off” day for many museums in the area, but even as the Eyewitness book would comment on the architecture, I would find myself saying “Yes, it’s impressive, but it’s exactly like the dozens of other building that surround it.”

The sun kept playing hide-and-seek and I decided that after lunch (at the 24 hour gay dinner) that I’d rather hang around the airport than get caught in the rain. I hopped back on the trolley walked to the bus and headed to the airport.

Then began waiting. I ate at a crappy airport bar, and read a lot of Harry. I transferred planes in Tennessee, read more Harry and boarded towards my final destination of Baltimore. I finished Harry, while enjoying all my extra legroom.

Got to my car drove home after midnight! Waking up the next morning was hard!

All-in-all, it was a great trip, and well worth it to see of the original art work from many of WDAS’ early work! But I can’t even imagine this place during Marti Gras (it was a bit overwhelming on a regular weekend).

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