I left Memphis around 10 am, a bit tired and frazzled, and rather looking forward to a long drive through the countryside. At about 2 or 3, the car had some trouble, and the tire blew out. I smashed my knuckles getting the tire out from under the car (bruised now in a nicely macho fashion) and proceeded to change the tire to a spare mostly by myself, even though Dad posed with the tire in the picture.
Then, really by serendipity, off a little country road there was a used tire shop with a guy who just happened to be there, even though he doesn't usually work Sundays.
At the rest stop on the state border:
When we got to Louisiana, the driving experience that was really impressive was this raised road, maybe 20 miles of it, through the bayou, really a neat thing.
We got in to the city around 7:30
We checked into our hotel room, which is lovely, with a private balcony, and then went straight out for eats to the Deja Vu cafe/bar, in which I had a very good local Shrimp Po' Boy. We must have looked hungry, because the service was lightening fast, and we ate it in the same manner, and hit Bourbon street, where all the bars and live music and nightlife is. We walked that, and Jackson square, where there are artists during the day and palm and tarot readers set up at night, and I got a few shots of some shops in the evening.
The balcony:
Shops
Great Photo tour.
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