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Where does one possibly begin when describing New Orleans? It is not so simple as, "We arrived at the airport around 5 o'c lock and took a shuttle to our hotel." While this is true of the beginning of my particular trip, it doesn't seem to do the city justice, really. I guess all whirlwind vacations begin with banal details, which are eventually forgotten. And while I can reminisce about sitting in the back of the airport shuttle van during rush hour traffic, staring with disbelief at the above-ground cemetaries pointed out by our driver amongst miles of brick buildings, it may not be particularly interesting to those visiting this page. I will try to stick to the point. |
This trip was taken April 19-22, 2000, and almost at the last minute. By last-minute, I mean that planning began a mere two months before departure. My best friend, Marmi, had gone the prior November with her twin, Maffie (my other best friend), and they both raved about it. I had been wanting to go myself since first reading Anne Rice's vampire and Mayfair witch novels as a teenager. Marmi and I decided to venture back together the next chance we got, but time and money were not on our sides. It soon seemed that it would be another November before she and I could make the journey. But, we managed to catch the luck virus in February, with Southwest's anniversary sale: $99 each way coast to coast across the board! We jumped on it, and spent the next few months almost instant messaging each other planning the few fun-filled days we would have in the Big Easy. We found great sites that were instrumental in helping us plan the details.
I must take an aside here, and mention that I was lucky enough to have found my best friend to also be the best travel companion ever. I literally did not have to do anything but show up at the airport! One's travel companions truly affect your travel experience, and in my case, Marmi helped make this the great trip that it was. Thanks, pal!
And now, on with the show!
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