Sometimes Trips are Different Than You Expected

We've been doing New Orleans Thanksgivings for  a few years now. Enough so that we know our route and timing, have our traditions, do some new things, but most of all see friends and family. 2024, because it's a b*tch, had other plans.

Yes, 6 hours before we were to leave, I tested on a whim and because I felt a little off and...

We had a sleepless night and came *this close* to leaving me at home for a week with no food and no car. But then by morning my fever was gone and I was not too symptomatic, so we all masked up, opened the windows a crack, and drove down with me sleeping in the back seat (so glad for the new car and the heated back seats!)

I mean it kind of sucked, and I missed a lot of our fun traditions on the way down. But by the time we got there I felt better, and by Tuesday I was more or less fine, though with some residual exhaustion that still lingers.

But we still got to tour Tulane.

And have great cocktails.

(Nightbloom was half a block down the street from us, and it really is All That).

And listen to music.

And see friends.

And have an amazing Thanksgiving evening with family, and eat great food in general, and do many of the things we love to do, even if it was all a little restrained.

Because it's better to go and not have it be all you dreamed it would be than to be stuck home alone in bed for a week with nothing to eat, apart from those you love best.