It is was my last full day in NOLA, and I can officially say that I am looking forward to returning home. I miss my kids. I miss some sense of normalcy. And I do miss not living out of a suitcase. I guess I am just not cut out for a nomadic existence. *shrug*
We took a trip to the aquarium today, but it was short lived. The current Covid restrictions in the city are that if you are allowing guests unmasked you can only run at 50% capacity. At opening alone there were almost 1k visitors lined up inside shoulder to shoulder. We were wearing masks, but most weren’t. We had gotten a wheelchair for me to help with my lungs and fibromyalgia flare, and I about went full Karen the moment that someone stood literally over my shoulder – maskless – hacking up a lung. The Delta strain is very prevalent here, and while I am vaccinated I am not really in a hurry to catch Covid. After speaking with the manager of the facility he agreed to give me a refund and we went about our way.
By 4pm a mask mandate had been put into effect, so it isn’t as if my concerns were unwarranted.
Our last adventure of the trip was a carriage ride tour through the French Quarter. This – by far – was one of my favorite experiences of the trip. Our tour guide was absolutely fabulous and since the groups were small we were able to really enjoy and see some of the history and stories from someone who has lived here their whole life. For instance…I didn’t know that behind almost all businesses you see on the street there are hidden apartments which is how they house their ever growing population.
It is always fun to see new cultures and learn new things. I’m not a great “lover” of Indiana at times, but there are things I miss about it. There are also things I am going to miss about being here….but mostly the acceptance I have found. Regardless? I’m going to really enjoy seeing my kids again. It’s amazing how much you miss the little boogers when you’ve been going for a while.