Hello again from New Orleans. We're back which means time for more entries.
Friday morning before the cruise consisted of even more shuttling. We were all moving to one hotel near the port and had an obscene number of bags and people to cart back and forth. We were starving by the time we finished around one, so we went to this small divey looking place near one of the hotels. It looked tiny from the outside, but was actually huge. Turns out they specialize in delicious po' boys. They were good and despite the fact that we all got the smaller versions of the sandwiches, we still waddled out of the restaurant very full.
Several of us went out to the French Quarter while everyone else went back to nap. Chris, Mia, Andrew, Gianni, and Uncle Brian went out for what was supposed to be a walking tour but ended up being a Hurricane fest on Decatur St, where we got Chris tipsy. We walked along the French Quarter a little more after that and made it to the marketplace before we realized we were running late for our big dinner reservation and headed back.
Almost all 22 of us in the group went to this place Mulates for dinner. The only one not there was Chabba who was still in transit. The restaurant was fun. The food was good and there was living music and a lot of dancing. Grandma especially had a lot of fun and was dancing all over the place.
After dinner, we walked with most of the group back to the hotel, but after a few minutes, Chris, umma, Andrew, Gianni, uncle Brian, James, and I all took the trolley back to go back to the French Quarter. We meant to take Andrew to Cafe du Mode but first ended up trying to meet Oppa, Nonny, and Nonno at Bourbon St. This may have traumatized Andrew.
While eating beignets, we discovered that Chabbavwas coming in several hours later than we had thought, so we had to alter plans around that. Other than that, we pretty much just walked back to the hotel, unsuccessfully tried to pre board the cruise, and went to sleep.
