Exhausted and hungry, we ventured into the French Quarter which is
pictured here. We had po-boys and fried eggplant for dinner then came
back to our hotel room and found the door ajar. Security came and we
switched rooms, then I fell asleep after midnight with a migraine to
the sound of elevator noises. Our new room borders the elevator shaft.
Shafted.
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