



Paul took many more pictures than I, but here are a few. We lost six hours to ridiculous plane delays but managed to eat most everything and walk most everywhere within the Quarter and Warehouse Districts. High points: Dogs in strollers and goat on a leash; woman playing a saw on Royal Street; WWII Museum; bbq shrimp. Not worth it: Preservation Hall (the night we were there, anyway); the aquarium (although the IMAX was excellent); Bourbon Street (more of a boring frat party than the jazz fest I remember from 25 years ago). Unexpected fun: Excellent music at otherwise touristy lunch spots; sausage on a stick at a street festival; melange of languages on a riverboat trip.
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