We spent most of our time in Mobile but we took a day to go to New Orleans. We did the normal French Quarter stuff. Sean ate a muffaletta the size of his head, got powdered sugar all over himself at Cafe du Monde (my fault, admittedly), and finally rode a streetcar (not name
d Desire...) after three failed attempts. We also went to the D-Day museum which has not changed since our numerous trips in high school history class but was nonetheless interesting (we got really cool buttons so I was content). We topped the day off by going to the roof of the Royal Orleans to see the city at night (romantic) and driving by the Superdome (not so romantic). It was swell.
We also went to the Bass ProShop while Sean was here (who knew a hunting and fishing store could be so much fun?), wandered around downtown,
I also now know the route to Biloxi by heart as an added bonus. Apparently Seany Sean liked the South so much he decided to stay an extra day (read: missed his flight). It was momentarily disastrous but in the long run a fortunate turn of events as we got to spend an extra day together. I'll miss that boy.
1 comment:
Love the pink, Mossy. Also love how you called him Seany Sean. Please become a sex columnist one day. You write beautifully.
<3 Briggy
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