Since it was so deathly, disgustingly humid and hot last night, I eschewed going out for an hourlong night exploration of the downtown and waterfront. Too bad, really - it's an enchanting old town. But, here are a few captures while leaving a trail of sweat back to the hotel.
I like the French Quarter - hoping to come back someday when it's cooler and explore a bit more.
As a youth, my family chose to go elsewhere on vacation on not flock to Florida like many of my peers. For better or worse, I never got to stop in at South of the Border, land of kitsch, fireworks and horrible misrepresentation of the mexican culture. But I had to do it. Bucket list, folks.
Zoo got mauled by a large, orange dog.
For some reason, this energized him.
I was confused, and wandered in the the mad hattery.
This was a big no... So I bought a cheap drum. Zoo keeps rhythmically banging on things. I think he's going mad...