New Orleans is such a beautiful city, I really love it. After Katrina I remember hearing people say things like, "why rebuild the city if its just going to get hit again," and to me, it seems like these are people who have never been to New Orleans. It is a uniquely wonderful place.
The people are warm and friendly. People would stop us on the street to say how cute the girls are or ask if they're twins, we had a jazz musician play the "Itsy Bitsy Spider" for them on a trumpet. The weather was lovely, and everything was blooming. Walking down the french quarter, every house has wrought iron balconies with big green ferns draped out of canisters. I mean, its just so incredible. How could we not do everything in our power to support this lovely city? I walked around with Harry Connick Jr.'s voice singing, "Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans," in my head and thinking about how the city is like no other.
My mom was really helpful and we all enjoyed her company, especially the girls. It was nice to be able to do the trip as a family.
The girls got to feed the otters pieces of carrots and fish, which they of course went crazy over. Evelyn was especially thrilled. It was one of the few times I believe Evelyn was as crazy over the animals as Rowan was.
They also had a nice play area for the kids and a carousel. We took them on a carousel in Denver and they were both scared, but this time they didn't want to get off. Rowan insisted on riding the panda every time, but Evelyn kept wanting to change animals.
That night Andre and I went to the rehearsal dinner in a little bistro called bistro Maison de Ville that closed down for the party. We got to catch up with our friends Mike and Andee, and just laugh and have a good time. The meal was phenomenal--truly one of the best I've ever had.
The next day we started out with a walk through the French Market. Then we headed to the Aquarium, which is just beautiful. Its really nice for kids too. They have a whole section that is a huge play area for them.
Saturday night was the wedding. Andre left early since he was a groomsman, so my mom, the girls and I went for a light dinner, walk, and then let the girls play in Jackson Square. Then we all walked over to Artillery Park for the wedding. The park overlooks Jackson Square on one side, Cafe Du Monde on another and the Mississippi river on yet another. Down below the park are artists, street performers, and horse drawn carriages. For two people as in love with New Orleans as Will and Bea, I can't imagine a more perfect place to have a wedding.
The reception was held at a hotel in the quarter. We sat with friends and talked about how much one should tip the server so that he would bring our drinks quickly. Apparently, someone (probably David) guessed the right amount because by the end of the wedding I was feeling like it had just begun. Before it was over everyone was given napkins and then Bea, holding a parasol, and Will led everyone around the room in a big procession--I believe is called a "second line dance." Everyone following behind were dancing and waiving their napkins. It was so much fun.
In New Orleans the bars stay open all night, and you can come and go with your drink. So I wasn't sure what time we finally left, its like Vegas that way--time is sort of irrelevant.
The next day we got up early, went for breakfast and headed home. On our way we stopped off at "the cajun village" in Sorrento. Its a replica of an Acadian Village, complete with their own, very fat, very large alligators.
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It's awesome to read up on your others events. I'll have to pass along to chef your thoughts on the rehearsal dinner at The Bistro at Maison de Ville.
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