We drove away from the flatlands of Houston and cruised on to the land of boudin, cracklins, opelousas, and super swamps. We must've passed hundreds of Waffle Houses. We jubilantly arrived in New Orleans as people streamed into the SuperDome.
We found a cute Holiday Inn Express (because we have to stay in Priority Club hotels) in the French Quarter. There were dozens of EMPTY parking lots. Yet we had no place to park. We were in a 30 ft long, 12 ft high flatbed truck. No place to put it on a Saturday night. So we drove on…to Biloxi, Mississippi.