Cafe du Monde. We thought the beignets were a bit overrated, but having them there at that spot was the real deal experience we expected. The word chicory makes me chuckle for some reason...
A small parade came by as we sat at Cafe du Monde, so naturally Tommy had to check it out. From his expression, Napoleon didn't seem all that impressed by Tommy's cuteness. Rude Frenchman...
Mr. So-and-So at the hotel pool, looking for some lovely damsel to rub his back with suntan lotion.
After wandering the streets of New Orleans, Tommy fell asleep holding the phone. We've started unplugging the phone cords in hotel rooms because he's constantly taking them off the hook.
Riding the streetcar.
Playing a little peek-a-boo with Lola.
The Backpack hits the French Quarter.
After wandering the streets of New Orleans, Tommy fell asleep holding the phone. We've started unplugging the phone cords in hotel rooms because he's constantly taking them off the hook.
Riding the streetcar.
Playing a little peek-a-boo with Lola.
The Backpack hits the French Quarter.
On this night, after narrowly missing being hit by beer bottles falling from a balcony, Tommy was introduced to his new favorite treat - Sorbet. La Divina Gelateria is on his recommended list, but he'll take his sorbet from anywhere.
And finally...The Backpack on the Steamboat Natchez.
And finally...The Backpack on the Steamboat Natchez.
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