Clarion Grand Boutique Hotel
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... I recognised the accent, so I start chatting to the guy. Get this… He’s South African, he studied at my university – which is a coincidence – and more than that, he studied the same as me, but a few years after me! Him and his friend were really nice, so we chatted to them for a while before heading to bed – another incredible day in the bag!!
With sore heads we wake up in the morning. Time to check out of our plush ...
... eery (just what I wanted). It is boiling and offers very little shade. Thankfully we didn't do the tour, as an hour out here would have caused heat stroke!
We then go onto the third impulsive action of the day - my first tattoo. Although not so impulsive as I did research before I left. I was nervous and somewhat high maintenance with the positioning (a rose on my wrist) the size and the line ...
... and pepper and very good for my hangover!
After brekkie we met up with our tour group (our time in the South is on an organised tour of about 13 days)
Josh's face fell pretty quick when he realised that he was one of the few guys who doesn't have grey hair. No word of a joke, I think the majority of people on our tour would be over 60. There are about 4 people that would be in their 40s, but everyone else... yeah..... old.
Woke up after a good sleep-in but we had unfortunately missed the hotel breakfast which finished at 9.00am. We headed down the road, once again in search of some nutritional goodness and again ended up eating *****. This time some fried sandwich thing. The weather decided not to play ball today, well at least for a couple of hours. We had a huge deluge of rain and whilst it wasn't Hurricane Katrina, we did have to look out for large puddles. The boys got ourselves organised ...
... The "casket girls" (like Quebec's Filles du Roi) so called because all their belongings were transported over in 2 caskets. The game of "*****" originated in N.O. and inherited it's name from the nickname for the French Cajuns, known locally as frogs or crapauds. We were able to get over to the Old Ursuline Convent (actually right across the street from our condo) before it closed for the day and had a quick look around ...
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