December in New Orleans…

The start of my trip to New Orleans was derailed slightly by a car accident on the highway. It looked and felt pretty dramatic and it left me a little sore today, with a bruised tailbone (a literal pain in the butt), but I’ve managed to take it in stride and enjoy my limited time in a city that I’m reminded again just how much I love.

After a delicious breakfast this morning at the Ruby Slipper Cafe, I spent the day wandering some of my favorite parts of the French Quarter, looking at (and buying) art, chatting with lots of interesting people, and enjoying the miraculously beautiful weather. I had thought that I might end up heading back to the hotel at some point mid-afternoon to nap, but instead walked and walked and didn’t get back to the hotel until about 6pm, when I had a quick rest.

An hour later I was picked up by an old friend who lived in my building in New York for many years, before moving back to New Orleans about eight years ago. We caught up over dinner at Pizza Delicious (it was definitely that) and it was wonderful to see her and chat about anything and everything.

I came back to my hotel, left for a bit again to get some provisions (seltzer and snacks) and then back to my hotel room to ice my tailbone (ah yes my glamorous life) and get into my pajamas. Now here I sit, exhausted and still so happy to be here, but also thinking, why again did I commit to Holidailies…have I mentioned that I’m exhausted?

So, there it is. A play by play of my delightful (yet not particularly exciting) day. May tomorrow’s entry be a little more exciting. (Note to self: don’t wait until 11pm to write a blog post, when you’ve spent the entire day tiring yourself out.

Until tomorrow…

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