Interesting day

Today I took the street car to the garden district to visit Lafayette (no.1) cemetery. Mooched around the garden district to admire the mix of architecture, went to a goth bar and had the interesting experience of a man (who looked a bit like a pro American footballer) ask Mr H's permission to buy me a drink. Socially this was a bit bizarre I've never experienced that before. Once drink was bought at least 4 different people asked me how it was....

This shot was taken on the street car on the way to the garden district...please note I have no zoom facility on my camera so this felt pretty ballsy.

In the garden district some fab houses were seen, Victorian, Gothic, Greek revival. Anne Rice's, Sandra Bullock's house and the ex-Trent R (NIN) now John Goodman's House (was doing a self-guided architectural walking tour).

Conversation today:

Me: "Oh my god it's John Goodman (man riding a bike, looking at us, near...wait for it John Goodman's house)
Mr H: That is not John Goodman
Me: It is...it's him...don't look don't give him attention. It is him...seriously.....
Mr H: "We have just been past his house and the lawn has not been mown so he is away....it isn't him"
Me: "It is...it looks just like him. He's looking at us. Maybe he is pretending to be away so he can see if the gardeners are doing a good job??!!"
Mr H: "It's not him"
Me: "It is him"
Mr H: "Why would he ride around this neighbourhood on a bike looking like him?"
Me: Why would he ride around this neighbourhood on a bike looking like him?!!! Have you heard yourself???"
Mr H: "Anyway...he can't ride a bike"

Me: *sigh*

In other news asked the hotel to stay an extra night...we can but we have to move to a different room....

My ankle is ok now. Still awful looking but doesn't hurt to walk...hooray!