Holiday Inn New Orleans West Bank Tower
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... But anyway. The guy in there was rather humorous. He said to me "Ozzi- ozzie, oy-oy". I said blankly "No". He redeemed himself though when he called me 'young' lady.
Parts of our day included trying to take photos of mules wearing flowers and swearing at cars that got in the way, and eating more beignets.
... of cancer and he dedicated the gardens that she planned as a memorial to her. She had so many pieces I could not imagine the cost of the Royal Doulton, Tiffany, silver ware and everything else in the millions. The 63 acres was magnificent and we took photos of the area. I bought a number cards, napkins, hand creams and a frog diary. I looked a southern style cook book for Becca but can't quite decide yet. It was lovely and probably the highlight of the day. I am ...
... Street. I changed my shoes just before we entered, we were shown to our table and there was a 3 pieces Jazz Band playing, Cornett, Bango, Bass. We had the most amazing meal, Lorraine from our accommodation had ordered an Appetizer of Souffle potatoes with dip which were delicious. I had a champagne cocktail to start and John had a S????. We ordered for entree, I had the Shrimp Arnaud and John had Crab Claws Provencale. Then we both had the Oysters Bienville which were ...
... I have found, where transport is concerned particularly, is that Americans do not like the single file queuing system. Whenever I have caught a bus and getting into the escalator for the train, a mass group of people forms and then they funnel either through the door or into the escalator with random people just joining onto the sides. Once the train pulled off I stayed awake long enough to see a bit of the gorgeous Hudson River before a long, long over sure power ...
... me the kitchen and it's adjacent toilet. My toilet. Worst place to put a bathroom. She took me up the narrow staircase and into an open room which was described as her study, and then into her bedroom where the ensuite was the only shower in the apartment. I felt weird enough being in here as it was, but walking through to shower while they slept seemed very off putting. I heard a noise down stairs and Erin indicated her husband Will was home. We walked back down the stairs and I met ...