New Orleans we have Arrived

And just like that we found ourselves in New Orleans - well, not just like that really. It took almost 26 hours of travel to get there.

Out first leg was the longest but the nicest with a wonderful upgrade to Business class and it was the first time I could experience laying down in one of those fancy capsules reserved for the well to do.

The food was wonderful too with proper linen napkins and silver ware.

We landed in LAX late and so when it came to the transfer everyone was panicked to get to their next plane on time and there was chaos. We boarded American Airways to Dallas just in time and then sat there waiting for the last passengers to board!

It was three hours from LAX to Dallas and then we had much more time as our next plane was and hour late. We didn't arrive in New Orleans until after 9.30pm and by that stage everything in the airport was closed. The airport is huge too and so modern - I will love to go through it on the way back, although by that stage I will be penniless for sure.

On arriving at New Orleans we took an Uber to our Accommodation - Madame Isabelle's right on the edge of the French Quarter.

It turned out to be a great spot - cheapest in the area, quiet and comfortable with everything we needed.

We got a tour of the building - a quaint Bed and Breakfast with lots of very young people smoking pot.

We went out to eat finally after travelling all day and settled on a BLT with a side of fries and thank goodness we agreed to share our meals as this sandwich was huge and delicious.

Then we staggered back to the B and B and luckily it was just around the corner as we had nothing left to give. Then we just deposited everything we had on the floor of the room because we could not even think straight and gave up at about 11.30pm and crashed.

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