I didn't plan to write about our New Orleans trip immediately (note that I still haven't documented our second San Francisco excursion in late April, which included speeding around town in a convertible, busting both my ankles, hiking through Muir Woods, and devouring delicious dinners at Michael Mina and Boulevard), but Mr. Monkey informed me that some of his co-workers are clamoring for photos of New Orleans, so here we go! Bit by little bit!
After our flight with Terry Crews, we were so ready to hit the hay. I was especially ready, as I was suffering from a pretty bad cold. Mr. Monkey did another great job with priceline.
Renaissance Arts Hotel was awesomely modern and palatial.
I still can't believe we only paid $46 for this.
The Renaissance Arts Hotel has all sorts of interesting artwork.
Conveniently located at the corner of Girod and what Mr. Monkey dubbed "Chugga Chugga Choo Tchoupitoulas," the Renaissance Arts Hotel was within walking distance of the French Quarter but just far enough away from the beer, urine, vomit, and general insanity.
The service there was the very definition of Southern hospitality. Everyone was sooo nice! We really liked our hotel and highly recommend it.
Next: Powdered sugary fried doughy heaven.