Coach's Vacation

Part One of a Two Part Series.

For the first time, in over five years...Coach and I took a vacation, Alone.
Just the two of us, no children, no pregnancy, no friends....just us.
Three nights in New Orleans. It was the first trip to The Big Easy, for both.
Here is a recap, of Coach's favorite observations.

1. The food.
Coach loved the food.
He is a spicy/sea food guy and this town was made for him.

In three days, he ate Craw fish, shrimp, alligator pasta, alligator pizza and Cajun everything, with extra hot sauce on the side. He could not get enough. At home, last night, he put his newly purchased spices on his spaghetti.
Not me.
My belly was ready for some Ragu.

2. While there, the French Quarter Festival was in swing. Coach loved the Quarter and the festival feel. And Grandma, your good Catholic son, even attended part of Sunday morning mass at the Cathedral.
Thankfully,
a little religion, did not hurt him any this weekend. Because...




3.Coach, loved the complete and utter lack of rules.
You are in a real city, in a real state, with real cops and yet..
there are no real rules.
People are smoking, EverYwheRe. In bars, restaurants, shops...it was very weird.
You can walk up to any ol' window and just order a drink.
They prefer cans or bottles be covered, which made it even more fun for Coach to walk around with a Big Can, covered in a bag.
Not his classiest moment.



4. Vegas, City of Sin? Not sure about that.
I have never seen so much sin, readily available on the street. The advertisements were both shocking and amusing.
Coach giggled, every single time, we walked past this sign.
Actually, Coach giggled, many times as we walked Bourbon St.

5. Coach, was happy to see his wife dressed in something other than pajamas and yoga pants for three solid days. He said, I was pretty, so often, I began to wonder if the 'Can in a Bag' was to blame,
Or
maybe, I should clean myself up a little more, on a daily basis.



Sorry, vacation over...jammie pants, back on.

6. The Hot Dog vendor.
Despite the variety of southern food, Coach consumed.
He still managed to become BFF's with the Hot Dog Guy at the corner of our hotel.
Coach made no less than 4 stops, in three days.
Eventually, becoming 'Head Nod Friendly' as he passed by the Vendor.

You can take Coach out of his element, and still...he is Coach.
Just as soon as we have a few hundred thousand, saved up....
we plan on purchasing a place down there.
Free Rentals to family!

Tomorrow...
My vacation.