Laissez les bons temps rouler

Last week we met Jean's mom in N'awlins, then hung around for a few days, taking in the sights and sounds and smells of the Big Easy. Adam enjoyed himself immensely, as the trolley train was an important transportation option for us. He loves trains. He loves trolleys. So New Orleans trolley trains are like the Reese's Peanut Butter Cup of public transportation for him.

We went to the zoo, the aquarium, rode the ferry boat across the river and back, drove to a wildlife refuge and saw gators, snakes, ducks, and other wildlife, and Jean and I even walked Bourbon Street one evening while Beth supervised a sleeping Adam. While it's fun on some level to simply people-watch, it only reinforced for us our belief that Bourbon Street is just spring break for old people, and that is a thing best left to others.

On to the pictures:

Our hotel had a pool. Adam likes pools:

For some reason, Adam decided this statue of a gorilla needed a hug. That boy ain't right:

Videos to come.