Mardi Gras, part one. The car.

Thursday, February 19, 2015

To get to New Orleans from Austin, you can fly Southwest, with a layover in Houston Hobby. They've redone that terminal and it's pretty nice now.  

They've got a walk-up restaurant window where you can get a beer or a Bloody Mary.  You can then walk around the terminal with it.  

I suppose that's either practice for New Orleans or transition from New Orleans back to the real world, where walking around with drinks is, shall we say, frowned upon.

I love Bloody Marys.

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So, we decided to drive.  With two children under the age of five.  It's cheaper.

However, here's a little something I've realized:  The cheap option isn't always the best option if your sanity is on the line.

I can't tell you how long it took us to get there.  Durel says we were in the car for 13 hours.  At some point, I entered a fuzzy netherworld where I climbed into the back seat of a moving vehicle to feed my baby a bottle and a pouch of baby food.

Suffice it to say, next time, we are flying.  Did I mention that I love Bloody Marys?

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It wasn't all bad, though.  Far from it.  Check this out!


Hope your day is full of yeah yeahs.

Talk soon,
Heather

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Thursday, February 19, 2015

Mardi Gras, part one. The car.

To get to New Orleans from Austin, you can fly Southwest, with a layover in Houston Hobby. They've redone that terminal and it's pretty nice now.  

They've got a walk-up restaurant window where you can get a beer or a Bloody Mary.  You can then walk around the terminal with it.  

I suppose that's either practice for New Orleans or transition from New Orleans back to the real world, where walking around with drinks is, shall we say, frowned upon.

I love Bloody Marys.

*     *     *     *     *

So, we decided to drive.  With two children under the age of five.  It's cheaper.

However, here's a little something I've realized:  The cheap option isn't always the best option if your sanity is on the line.

I can't tell you how long it took us to get there.  Durel says we were in the car for 13 hours.  At some point, I entered a fuzzy netherworld where I climbed into the back seat of a moving vehicle to feed my baby a bottle and a pouch of baby food.

Suffice it to say, next time, we are flying.  Did I mention that I love Bloody Marys?

*     *     *     *     *

It wasn't all bad, though.  Far from it.  Check this out!


Hope your day is full of yeah yeahs.

Talk soon,
Heather
 
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