Road Trip

It was so great. We jumped in my little blue car and took off for our adventure. First stop New Orleans. Well, actually we did stop prior to the big easy, but only for gas and rest room breaks. Now remember neither of us had ever driven through New Orleans or for that matter out of the Lone Star state without supervision and navigation. Anyway, we end up in New Orleans and start looking for Bourbon Street, for we planned to party. After about 2 hours of looking and ending up on the wrong end of Bourbon Street, we finally found it, checked into our hotel and started drinking. We drank and drank and drank. I drank things I have never heard of and were given drinks from men I did not know. At one point we ended up on a balcony with the Marine Corps band. Man they were cute. Got to love the Marines.

I finally hit my hotel room bed (alone) about 5 in the morning. Man that was fun from what I can remember. In the morning we took a Voodoo tour of the city then headed for sunny Florida. With each passing mile, my worries blew away like the torn out pages of a book. I knew things were going to get better for me, and this is when it was starting. Life was really going to be ok.