We pulled into New Orleans around 2 o’clock in the morning. It’s a decent halfway point between Jacksonville and Oklahoma City, not to mention the disturbing affection my kid has for this city kind of forces us to give her a few hours in New Orleans after being tossed into the backseat for a 10-hour car ride with 12 hours to go.
“Being here in New Orleans makes me really, really nervous but I just love this place so much!”
This is what Elle said while we drove through the rowdy streets on a very early Saturday morning. After parking the car near our downtown hotel while Elle and I were safely housed in our 9th floor room at the Queen & Crescent, Matt was aggressively asked by a bunch of drunken idiots, “Hey, are you a professional wrestler!?” I’m not sure if these guys were looking for an altercation, but Elle spent the next hour watching them pick a verbal fight with the parking attendant. (For the record, Matt is not a professional wrestler.)
See, what’s not to love about New Orleans?
Our first order of business after a not-so-good night’s sleep was to visit the Audubon Aquarium of the Americas. This gave us an opportunity to not only stretch our legs before the hell of another 12-hour drive later that day, but we also got to see smiling stingrays!
There were also otters, glow-in-the-dark jellyfish, lionfish, an albino alligator, lionfish, the obligatory aquarium setup featuring Nemo and Dory (is this standard because Finding Nemo is so super awesome or have these two species always been housed together?), colorful walls of research on fly vomit and tapeworms, and the digestive tract of an owl, including poop. The last exhibit we visited took us through a lush garden (thank goodness for no more poop or vomit!) and this is where I took way too many photographs. Here are just a few:
We did so much more before crawling reluctantly back into my tiny car for the remainder of our trip to Oklahoma. More on that another day…