New Orleans arrival

We endured another long biking day, flying through Florida's pan handle, Alabama, Mississippi, and finally into Louisiana (over 425 miles/650 km).  The weather was fine until the last hour.....and all rain-hell-on-the highway broke open again. Dave went into 4-way flasher mode but we did pass a couple of other bikes so we did well.  Bev learned to sit high on the back of her seat in order to see over the windscreen; with Dave's beacon lights to follow she just hoped no truck tire bits were on the road.
The GPS faithfully guided us in the rain through the twists and turns down into our French Quarter hotel.  It was a Best Western with secure courtyard parking for the bikes (see photo below).  We walked over to Bourbon Street, ate dinner, walked up and down drinking too much (you can bar hop with your open drink, as long as it isn't in a glass container) and did some dancing.  We are here for 3 nights, so watch for additional New Orleans posts.  Tonight we are headed to Frenchman St for some local jazz.
PS: to Paige, I picked up some Mardi Gras beads for you.....with your favourite fishees (see photo of gramma with beads and a wine.

)