Adventures in NOLA
It all began on Thursday morning, as waiting in the various lines every step of the way proved the necessity of being there two hours ahead of flight time. But hey, less time to sit in the terminal.
A few hours later, we're in New Orleans. All is well and good until ... we discover Shelley's luggage has not joined us. Nothing to worry about, they say. They didn't LOSE it - they knew exactly where it was. Which was - on the next flight in. The nice lady said they'd even deliver it when it got in. OK. Not ideal, but ... fine.
We get the car and head out to scenic Algiers to the Sullivan residence (that's Michael's parents) where they greeted us with open arms. And dinner! Michael and Dane both came over as well, and we had a lovely meal.
Status check on Shelley's bags: Delta says "oh, well, the delivery service won't actually deliver after 10pm, so it'll be morning before we can send it." Again, not ideal, but fine.
The five of us packed into the little rental Hyundai (and just as a point of interest - this was a MUCH better car than that last thing I rented!) and headed across the river to Dino's for a drink or two.
As I wrote about last time we were here, it's always a little weird to try my old life back on for size. Seeing how it still fits pretty comfortably. Even with the addition of husband. And this time, even with the addition of Shelley. It still all fits, all works, and feels like the five of us have been through the 13+ years together. Is it the city? Is it the alcohol? Is it the fact that I tend to gravitate towards the same types of people, so that they fit together nicely as well?
A few hours later, we're in New Orleans. All is well and good until ... we discover Shelley's luggage has not joined us. Nothing to worry about, they say. They didn't LOSE it - they knew exactly where it was. Which was - on the next flight in. The nice lady said they'd even deliver it when it got in. OK. Not ideal, but ... fine.
We get the car and head out to scenic Algiers to the Sullivan residence (that's Michael's parents) where they greeted us with open arms. And dinner! Michael and Dane both came over as well, and we had a lovely meal.
Status check on Shelley's bags: Delta says "oh, well, the delivery service won't actually deliver after 10pm, so it'll be morning before we can send it." Again, not ideal, but fine.
The five of us packed into the little rental Hyundai (and just as a point of interest - this was a MUCH better car than that last thing I rented!) and headed across the river to Dino's for a drink or two.
As I wrote about last time we were here, it's always a little weird to try my old life back on for size. Seeing how it still fits pretty comfortably. Even with the addition of husband. And this time, even with the addition of Shelley. It still all fits, all works, and feels like the five of us have been through the 13+ years together. Is it the city? Is it the alcohol? Is it the fact that I tend to gravitate towards the same types of people, so that they fit together nicely as well?
posted by Tracy @ 5:27 PM
1 Comments:
At 4:08 PM,
Patty Jean said…
Wait-that's it?? This is a tease! What happened to Shelley's luggage? How did wine get spilled in the rental car? How much partying did you do??? More! More! More!!
:)
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