A New Orleans Thanksgiving

This year my parents wanted to spend Thanksgiving in New Orleans, so Michael flew down from New York City and I flew up from Orlando. I had a lot of fun with them as always. Here are the pictures and a couple of videos to prove it!






My dad and mom met up with in the most Cajun-filled airport in the country.






We made it to the French Quarter!






I'm always a little weary about exploring new territories, but my mom helped me keep my cool while walking the streets.






The mama and papa take a nice stroll.






There were plenty of streets filled with gift shops, but this particular boulevard was hoppin' so we checked out a few of the stores.






My mom was jazzin' it up!






My dad was brimmin' it up.....






.....and I followed his lead.






At this point my mom got a little carried away, so we had to leave the store and give her a "time out."






"Time out" is over and now it's time to see more of the unique architecture that New Orleans has to offer.






For instance, this fancy lookin' Krystal joint.






All of that appreciation from the Krystal's building design really wore us out, so we went to the hotel and relaxed on the top floor.






That is one big river. I think I overheard it goes up to Mississippi or some place, but it's probably all lies.






I kept a close eye on the French Quarter...but not in a creepy way!






Michael was nice enough to drop in for the Thanksgiving holiday.

My mom tries her very best to figure out the hotel elevator.






We all went up to the top of the hotel to take in the majestic view.






Something had definitely stirred inside of Michael while being up there. It could have been indigestion.






My mom did a good job pretending to enjoy her time standing so close to the ledge.






It's time to go enjoy a Thanksgiving feast!






Michael can't hardly wait!







My mom chose this place and I think the main reason was because of their logo.






Michael takes a gander at their wide variety of chicken strips.






TWINS!!!!!






PARENTS WHO RAISED TWINS!!!!!






Everything must have been good because table looks like it's been licked clean.






Time for a stroll on Bourbon Street.






And it's also time to block a good amount of the tiny street to take a picture.






The next morning we headed over to the French Market and on our way Michael woke up to laughing at this sign.






If only I had a bowler hat and a huge 'stache.






We made it and charged right in to demanding for the best French Market Black Friday deals ever.






We didn't find any good deals...however, my mom did manage to find some very intricate jewelry lying around!






Clearly, there is too much excitement in the air.






We're leaving the French Market!






We went into a gift shop down the road where my mom encountered an alligator. She was staying perfectly still thinking that their vision is based off of movement.






Stylish!






It was such beautiful weather on this fine afternoon in fromt of the New Orleans St. Louis Cathedral.






We went to seek shelter!






I liked this place because there was plenty of head room for me.






Back on the streets!






Have I ever mentioned that Michael loves taking pictures with me.






Michael was a fast walker. This ain't NYC!






We went on a tour bus and they eventually dropped us off at an old cemetery. My mom wasn't too sure about this.






We pushed her inside so she can get the full New Orleans experience.






This angel totally saw us pushing her in.






Smoke break? If Michael smoked.






The tour bus was leaving soon so we needed to find our way out!






It was a good thing the cemetery was lined up in rows.






My mom was gettin' antsy to leave.






Later that night we were approached by some sort of GHOST DOG!!!!! But my mom is never afraid of cute spooky things.






Now that Thanksgiving is over it's officially Christmastime on Bourbon Street.






We stopped in at a place to listen to some good ol' fashioned New Orleans music and stay warm next to a pirate.






We walked into another place and had a front row seat to watch some more musicians to jazz it up. They were great!






My dad and I relaxed for a bit during the show…..






…..while my mom and Michael decided to be an extension of the show by doing their jazz hands bit.






We headed back out on Bourbon Street for a little while longer.






I was convinced that by the stroke of midnight these musicians would come to life, but we had other things to do so we didn't stick around for that nonsense.






I didn't have the heart to tell them that guy wasn't real.






There's nothing like a nice walk on a famous New Orleans street with blinding lights shining in your eyes.






We ended the night by heading over to Cafe Du Monde for their famous beignets.






They were quite tasty.






My parents agreed.






The next morning we walked around to burn off the calories from those deadly beignets.






What an appropriate New Orleans banner for twins.






It's time to meander along the river walk.






Michael was excited.






Michael likes to meander in the style of the villain from Terminator 2.






My parents like to meander like normal people.






Tugboat shot!






I had no idea what was going on, but I never miss an opportunity to point the finger at a small child.






We made it to the Riverwalk Marketplace and my mom was greeted by some kind of huge party elf.






We made it indoors and my mom was greeted by a big sleepy bear.






But when I got a closer look into his eyes I realized he was dead!






We saw this quite often in the city and my mom cracked up every time.






Michael enjoys trying on hats.






My mom enjoys opening glittery umbrellas indoors.






I enjoy running away from stalkers who turn out to be huge party elves.






When we walked back outside Michael took a bite from a fake lobster.






I tried the same but it didn't work out so well for me.






We left the Riverwalk Marketplace soon after because we couldn't handle too much of the excitement.






TWO DAT!!!!!






Michael decided to go a little nuts and try on another hat.






My parents did the same but I think they need to learn a few fashion tips from my brother.






I was a big fan of the hot sauce wall!






My mom was a big fan of the kitty masks.






Michael had a hard time guessing who was behind the mask.

CAJUN ZYDECO DANCE PARTY!!!!!






It was time to get a quick lunch so we asked for a seat where we could shake a traffic lamp back and forth. The seated us upstairs on the balcony right away!






My mom and dad had a nice lunch and politely blocked Michael and I from causing any trouble with that rickety old traffic lamp.






Michael and I had a good time eating our gator po' boy sandwiches…..Cajun style.






My mom said I didn't like Cajun style, but she don't know me!






So she just smiled and nodded.






We headed back to the hotel and said goodbye to my parents because it was time for Michael and I to head over to the airport.






I've never seem them so mesmerized by a cab pulling up to the curb.






So long mama!






I said goodbye to Michael as we went to separate terminals.






It would have been great to hang out with Michael in the same location at the airport, but I managed to have a party by myself.






I arrived back in Orlando and look who surprised me while I walked into the lobby…IT'S LIZ!!!!!






What a great way to end the trip!





Okay, that's it!