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NOLA in August (hot hot hot)

Flew to New Orleans on Thursday and haven't stopped since. Having a blast with the Longs and the Donaldsons. 


I'll sum up the trip (if the men told the story) so far:

Eating
Walking
Drinking
Eating
Walking
Gambling
Eating
Listening to music. 
Oh ... And eating 

(If the women told it):

Well we had the best time on Thursday when we landed because Debbie found the cutest slot machine at the Treasure Chest Casino on the way to the hotel (when Joel took the wrong turn out of the airport because he wasn't paying attention) and when we got to the hotel the valet was $45 (forget it we will park in the casino garage) and we ate at Grande Isle (to die for seafood) and then we gambled at Harrahs and lost soo much money. 

The next day we had coffee and donuts at Cafe du Monde in Riverwalk (not the one by Jackson Square ... too hot and the line is way too long) and walked down Royal Street to look at antiques and art (oh my god MSRau is like a museum but everything costs a million dollars). Debbie tried on a $785,000 ring (8.5 karats) and Bob looked at a mosaic for a $1,085,000 and then to Pat O'Briens for hurricanes and then to
ACME for oysters (raw, fried and baked oh my god to die for) and THEN we changed clothes and
headed to Frenchman St to watch Ellis Marsalis (Wynton's daddy and GREAT piano player)
and then Ruth's Chris for a late night dinner (we are so stuffed and need to do 20.000 steps in the morning). 

TTFN! 

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