Got up at 4:00 a.m. for some preventive medicine. That's a couple of aspirin and a lot of water. Best hangover preventative there is: hydration and opening up those blood vessels. Worked fine. Woke up at 8:00 a.m. feeling fine. Updated the blog then joined Bobby J. for a ride into Cafe Du Monde for the biegnet test.
Man, that Mr. Garmin is one smart fella. He knows me better than I know myself. Like a mother, girlfriend, or wife, he knows what I need even when I'm unsure myself. Example: take this morning's ride to Cafe Du Monde. The blue track on the map below represents the shortest route from our hotel to the Cafe. It's the one I'd have preferred, but, no, Mr. Garmin knew we wanted it more interesting. And it was.
I programmed the GPS to go to the Cafe du Monde via the fastest route. The route in red is where Mr. Garmin took us. Back across the Mississippi river, through the famous Algiers section of New Orleans so we could take the ferry across the river to get to Jackson Square. All in all, a very interesting and nice trip. Would've been much better on a full stomach and appropriately caffeinated. But, what do I know?
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On the ferry.
View across the river to New Orleans. Worth the delay in the route.
The famous Cafe du Monde
Bobby and the biegnets.
Jury's out on the best biegnets. We've decided larger sample sizes, and more candidates are in order. Don't get me wrong, these are absolutely wonderful, and the best yet. But, it's not the kind of testing one wants to end, is it? Besides, we desire to prove Mr. Burke right.
Couldn't find Jax beer last night to go with the shot of bourbon and the bloody brewery is about six blocks away. Go figure.
Just off Jackson Square.
The fat kid at Jackson's Square
(Bet they didn't call it that when Jackson was here.)
St. Louis Cathedral - Jackson Square
Ceiling of St. Louis Cathedral
The Sanctuary
Beautiful look down toward the quarter from Jackson Square.
After Jackson's Square we decided we wanted to see the WWII museum. After several false starts and GPS readings we finally found it.
Actually, what we found was the sign that said it was closed today.
B.A.S. (Big Assed Statue) just across the street from the WWII museum.
We checked it out. It's Robert E. Lee.
Certainly hope the guy's not afraid of heights.
Question: Does it make sense to place a statue so high no one can see what it looks like?
Left central New Orleans for the Chalmette Battlefield N.P. For the uninitiated, this is the site of the Battle of New Orleans.
The picture helps show why the fight was here.
To the right, the Mississippi river.
To the left, all swamp. No one is getting through here.
So, as seems to be the case at all battlefields, you have to come through the guns.
The British didn't make it.
Ironically, the war was over whenever the battle was fought. Ben Franklin and John Adams had signed the Treaty of Ghent on December 24th, 1814. The battle was fought January 8, 1815.
Went back to the hotel about 2:30 p.m. for the afternoon siesta. Man, those Italians and Spanish are really onto something there.
Fully recharged we headed back to Bourbon Street.
You gotta love a city with places like this.
We went back to the SingSing bar of last evening. It was the best music we heard while walking up and down the street, and it was great again. The second band of last night wasn't playing tonight, but the front band with the great bass player, great young guitar-lead male vocalist, and Miss Pleashette were back, and that was fine for us.
Then the highlight of the evening. Bobby J asked for a certain Muddy Waters song, and the guy didn't know it. We were talking about music earlier, so he knew Bob could play so he asked him if he would do it. Bobby J, always up for anything said, "Sure," and got up and did it. Good job, too.
Tina told me the guy had never let anyone play his guitar before. It was a treat!
How many people you know can say they've "played Bourbon Street?"
What if this is it?
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