Yes, it’s been a while since I’ve blogged. There’s really not a lot to write about — just living the good life in Florida!
In late April we took a little trip to New Orleans to meet up with friends at Jazz Fest. Rick and Eva graciously offered us accommodation at their time share and arranged some amazing dining. Friends, music and good food are what it’s all about!
It’s a 10 hour drive from home so we stopped overnight in Destin, FL. I think I’ve finally ended my quest to find the perfect gulf beach!
On our first night in New Orleans we joined Rick and Eva for dinner along with friends they met while cruising in the Bahamas last year. Would you believe they were on a boat called Moondance?! They are affectionately known as ‘the other Moondance’.
Before heading to the first day of Jazz Fest we had lunch at Cochon where they serve up a variety of pork concoctions. I ate pigs feet for the first time – prepared in a strawberry glaze. Everything we had was delicious.
At Jazz Fest we met up with Jeff and Ginger and settled in to watch the performances at the big stage.
We planned to see a few acts at one of the outdoor stages but, being good weather-conscious sailors, we decided to stake out a good seat in the Blues tent before the storms arrived.
Sure enough, the downpours brought everyone into the tents. We were happily situated in good seats on the aisle with good ventilation. We stayed there all day. It wasn’t a hardship since we preferred hearing blues anyway.
Sunday was full of sunshine, mud and crowds. There were plenty of acts I wanted to see but it was difficult moving around. We decided to join our friends at the big stage where Jimmy Buffet would play later in the afternoon. During the day we enjoyed seeing Cowboy Mouth and Irma Thomas. It was hard to move to other stages due to the crowds and mud so we happily stayed where we were.
At some point, Skip was drawn back to the Blues tent to see Delbert McClinton. Rick also wandered off to see Beausoleil. When Eva and I left we had to navigate through the raucous crowd gathered for Pitbull. That was not fun!
We had our last dinner at another fine (but noisy) restaurant on Bourbon St. It’s easy to find good food in New Orleans.
The drive home was uneventful. We made it all the way to Ocala and got home early the next day to pick up Bailey. One thing I really liked was being able to stay in nicer hotels without having Bailey with us. I’m happy that La Quinta lets us stay with our dog without any hassles but it is definitely not like staying in a Marriott!