12/6: We left Pensacola, FL in 80 degree temps, and with our swimsuits still wet, we drove across state lines. By the time we hit New Orleans that night, the temperature had dropped 40 degrees.
We were forced to trade in our flip flops and fire up the space heater.
I love New Orleans. The creole food was fantastic. The French Quarter was a little touristy, so after cruising the bars and catching a few bands we rode over to Frenchmen St. The jazz scene here was much more authentic and cozy.
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| When the Saints go marching in |
In the am we made a stop at Cafe Du Monde- open 24 hours a day, 365 days a year serving coffee and french beignets. A lot of hype, standing room only.
We hit the road for Austin for a visit with my pal Erica to see her sweet little baby girl, Talullah and catch up over tea. Also, Austin was decked out for Christmas and we attempted to see the Trail of Lights in Zilker Park, but they didn't allow dogs so we walked the perimeter and admired from afar. The change in weather and holiday spirit are preparing us for our trip home.
Tonight was so cold with an ice storm we splurged for a hotel room. Though the place was a total dive, the warm shower and cable TV was a dream.
Cadillac Ranch in Amarillo, TX
We sought out spray paint and left our mark on this roadside attraction.
(Note: tons of spray cans were available onsite)
Out on a back road in Texas, my buddy Trevor spotted the bus and waved us down. How funny it was to run into a familiar face in the middle of nowhere. We decided to stop in Limon, CO for the night to catch up over dinner.
Northward Bound.
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