the things that go through my head

So we drove into downtown passing the Super Dome (doesn’t look that super) and were able to find parking for the RV only a couple blocks from Bourbon Street in the French Quarter. (And yes mom I got you a postcard and should be on it’s way to you )

Bourbon street wasn’t really what I expected it to be, it seemed as though it was beautiful at one time in history but has since lost it’s glamour. It was still a very cool place to see and the Cajun food wasn’t bad either; on to Memphis.