Woke the kids up at around eleven yesterday. I really wore than out with all our traveling the day before.
Started the day with a real Cajun breakfast...at iHop. When traveling we really like to explore the native cuisine.
After a film at iMax about Katrina, we hopped onto the Saint Charles streetcar and traveled to the Garden District. There the kids found a bookstore they loved. I came out much, much poorer, and now Ashes wants me to travel to New Orleans in October for an Anne Rice book signing at the store. Yeah, that's not going to happen.
I love the streetcars. On the way home the driver kept up a steady stream of conversation with the lady next to him about the problems of driving a streetcar, and hung out with a guy called the Captain who wore a naval hat and carried drumsticks on his pocket. The driver also saved a less experienced streetcar driver who had overshot her turn. It kept me entertained the whole way.
That night the kids graciously allowed me to choose the restaurant. I chose the Red Fish Grill and was not disappointed. Alligator sausage gumbo, crab cakes, a nice martini and an insanely rich bread pudding for dessert. I need not eat again for days.
Then a vampire tour through the town. The tour guide was a travel writer and had a great sense of pacing. All in all, a perfect day.