We left South Texas at around 4am and made the 11 hour drive to New Orleans. It’s always hard for me to leave, but I was really excited about what the road had in store for us. We made one pit stop on the way to eat lunch with one of my best old friends, Kristin. We caught up over fried gator and other cajun dishes at Mike Anderson’s in Baton Rouge. It was delicious. It was a short visit, but we still had another hour to NOLA and daylight was burning.
When we arrived at New Orleans we dropped our stuff off at the hotel and headed to the French Quarter. I had only been once before, but it was about 10 years ago and I didn’t really remember it. There’s definitely something about that place that is just so… magical.
We made the obligatory stop at Cafe DuMonde and ate the famous beignets. I honestly wasn’t expecting them to be so delicious. I’m usually kind of picky when it comes to pastries and would prefer a plain glazed doughnut over anything fancy, but this thing was heaven in my mouth.
By the time we left the cafe the sun was going down. We walked around the French Quarter, which was already getting pretty crazy. It turns out there was not one but TWO parades going on that Saturday night. There was the St. Patty’s Day Parade and another parade for some Italian holiday I never caught the name of. The streets were packed with music, colors, and drunkards. It was a beautiful sight. Eva was taking it all in. She loved it.
We left at about 9pm (before it got too crazy). I wish we could have spent more time there and I hope to visit again soon. But we had to hit the hay for the next morning’s adventure…