Now where were we ? Oh yes, I left you all after Rose and I had enjoyed a shucking good day two in New Orleans.
Day three proved to be just as enjoyable. No, that’s not true. It was more enjoyable.
I’d already made arrangements for our Thanksgiving Day evening entertainment so we decided that during the daytime we’d have a leisurely walk around and take in the sights, sounds and smells.
Now I didn’t go in here
Although they did ask me !
A sad side of New Orleans. Well, anywhere for that matter.
And then a walk down to the Mississippi River.
as we meandered to The Outlet Collection at Riverwalk .
After a spot of shopping during which I had the temerity to tell Rose that a particular blouse she liked didn’t suit her – I’m a great believer that you need to tell it like it is – we took time out for a bite at New Orleans Creole Cookery for, you guessed it, some oysters.
Just enough time for half a dozen chilled on the half shell and half a dozen chargrilled before we had to head back to our hotel to get ready for the night’s entertainment.
A quick shower and change of clothes followed by a twenty minute walk and we were there.
The Mercedes Benz Superdome to watch the New Orleans Saints play the Atlanta Falcons. When I saw the stadium I almost uttered “This is awesome. You didn’t really believe that did you ?
We took our seats and watch the spectacle unfold.
The game started and noise was unbelievable. I’ve been to some noisy football ( soccer for non- UK readers – now wash your mouth out John ) stadiums in England but none of them came close with constant chanting of “Who dat” echoing around the stadium. With support like that the Falcons never stood a chance. They lost 31-17.
And so ends another thrilling installment. Watch out for the next (probably the last ) in the series.
Look closely to see watch the marching band spelt.
The headline for today’s edition is based on the song (one of my all time favourites ) released by Aaron Neville in 1966 which reached number 2 on the US Billboard Hot 100.