Hurray for freeeeeeeedom vs. I miss Ben so much I want to go home RIGHT now: that's how I would describe my clashing mindset during our first vacation without Benito. Clay's fantastic parents watched Ben for a long weekend while Clay and I went to New Orleans for
Amerivespa 2014 (a
national scooter rally that takes place in a different U.S. city each year). I have never in my life felt such conflicting emotions as when we were dropped off at the San Antonio airport
without a demanding toddler to carry, entertain, and worry about; feeling so ecstatic and so forlorn I had to go to the airport bathroom for a good cry. Sheesh. I think it was good for all of us, though.
I'd never been to New Orleans before, but I feel like we got a nice taste of the city riding around on Clay's scoot. You definitely see the world differently on two wheels, and New Orleans is a pretty incredible place to ride around in. We split our time between doing rally stuff (including an awesome, 500-scooter, police-escorted ride on the bridge over the Mississippi River), wandering around town by ourselves, and hanging out with one of Clay's local friends, Kevin. He introduced us to some fantastic restaurants that are way off tourists' radar. (I had one of the best meals of my entire life at
Toups: buttery bone marrow with escargot and chicken liver mousse on toast.... followed by the bone marrow luge--they pour a shot of whiskey down the bone tube from your meal. YES.)
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| beignets & coffee @ Cafe Du Monde |
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| rainy morning in the French Quarter |
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| outside Faulkner's house in Pirate's Alley |
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| a Sazerac @ the Sazerac Bar |
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| bone marrow, escargot & liver mousse |
...While back at home, Ben was living it up in the best hands ever. (Clay's parents are so wonderful!)...
I'd never been to New Orleans before, but I feel like we got a nice taste of the city riding around on Clay's scoot. You definitely see the world differently on two wheels, and New Orleans is a pretty incredible place to ride around in. We split our time between doing rally stuff (including an awesome, 500-scooter, police-escorted ride on the bridge over the Mississippi River), wandering around town by ourselves, and hanging out with one of Clay's local friends, Kevin. He introduced us to some fantastic restaurants that are way off tourists' radar. (I had one of the best meals of my entire life at Toups: buttery bone marrow with escargot and chicken liver mousse on toast.... followed by the bone marrow luge--they pour a shot of whiskey down the bone tube from your meal. YES.)
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