RUABelle and I had a couple of hours to kill between lunch and dinner (our only planned activities for the day), so we decided to head over to the funky Magazine Street district to do a little shopping.
We circled several blocks and finally found a metered spot to park. After digging through all the seat cushions in the car, we scraped together enough change to pay for exactly 68 minutes of parking time.
So where did we spend an hour shopping?
In a Whole Foods supermarket.
That’s right, we bought a cooler and food as souvenirs. We are so strange some times. OK, most times.
But we’re bringing home crawfish!