And some of the birds down here have pretty big eyes!

We had just gone food shopping when Claude first knocked on our door and I told him that we already had all the produce we could handle.  “Yep” he said, “but I’ll bet you don’t have a fresh home-made apple pie.”  We do now.  Until next time, hugs and smooches, Chuck and Kalyn

She’s the one on the left.  A stop at Jimmy Buffet’s Margarittaville is a definite must and on a good day you can spot the indigenous wildlife cavorting on the tire swing barstools . . .

No Mo N'awlins                                                            April 12, 2003

That’s St. Louis Cathedral on the right and one of the many riverboats on the left.  Unfortunately they closed the ferry to vehicular traffic for security reasons when the war began but you can still walk aboard.  A friend from lake Tahoe visited with us for a few days and fell in love with the local seafood . . .

That’s the World Trade Center behind our feathered friend.  We left New Orleans on April 4th and are now “home” in Red bay, Alabama.  We don’t actually live here but our motorhome was built here and has returned to its place of origin to complete some warranty work.  It looks like we’ll be here for a couple of weeks awaiting our turn in the repair bay.  We have already visited all of the points of interest within 100 miles of Red Bay (both the Allegro factory tour and the Coon Dog Graveyard) and now find ourselves anxiously anticipating the daily arrival of Claude’s fruit and vegetable truck . . .

In most places this kind of action is confined to the local zoo’s monkey island.  Walks on Bourbon Street, breakfast at Brennans, brunch at the Court of Two Sisters and tours of the local swamps, cemeteries and antebellum homes combine to give you a tourist’s-eye view of New Orleans.  A little known spot is the revolving bar at the top of the World Trade Center which sits right on the river and offers some of the best birdseye views of the entire area . . .

No mo N’awlins!!  After a few weeks in New Orleans you find yourself not only talking like the locals but also writing like they talk.  The letters “r” and “o” have been eliminated from the local alphabet and you end up hearing a lot of “aw” sounds in their place.  One of the things that every visitor to this city should do is take the ferry from Canal Street to Algiers.  We did this with our Jeep when we first arrived and were treated to a fantastic view of the French Quarter on a cloudy day from the middle of the Mississippi River . . .