New Orleans

An early-morning taxi ride to the station, for a 7 1/2 hour train trip to New Orleans. It was raining when we arrived, and we walked the wrong way, so it took some time, and a longer than expected trolley trip to find the hostel. Nice but rather disorganised, with a receptionist that couldn't answer any questions. Tea at a diner with an excellent waitress! After trying to conduct a romantic set of SMS messages with Mandy, who I thought was in bed, while I was standing in the rain and she was actually shopping at Coles, I decided to ring and chat instead, seeing it was Sunday afternoon at home.