Derelict

The night before last, we were returning from a ride across the lake when we got a call from three friends who were in town surveying the damage left by Katrina and grab what was left of their stuff. Two of them had not even seen Addy yet so it only made sense to go meet them and show her off ... at 8:30 PM ... outside of a bar.

Today we had visitors in for the day and escorted them downtown for beignets at Cafe du Monde. Now, one cannot visit New Orleans for the first time and miss Bourbon Street so off we went, stroller and all. Fortunately you can drink in the streets here or I might have had to tie Addy to a fire hydrant.