I'm typing this from the cozy spot in my front room, sitting beside the heater vent. 'Cause it's cold in here, baby. About halfway home from Shreveport I started shivering, and I haven't really stopped. I'd forgotten how the climate can differ within the U.S. - my body had happily adjusted to Louisiana, with the shorts and the sunscreen and the swimming outside. Kansas is a rude awakening - 39 degrees?? Blech!
Yesterday morning, we got up and headed for the New Orleans Audubon Zoo. I had hoped to go to the Insectarium, but it's located in the heart of the French Quarter, and I just couldn't mentally work myself up to going back - I'm completely not cut out for frantic city driving and stressful parking and jam-packed, hold-onto-your-wallet-so-no-one-steals-it environments. So we went to the Zoo and had a marvelous time. It's located on its original property from 1832 (I think that's the right year), and like pretty much every single other thing in New Orleans, it's gorgeous. Like artistic, graceful, architecturally astounding type of gorgeous. Buildings that you'd never expect to see at a zoo, lovely sculptures, design details, fountains, pavilions, etc. And the animals were good, too. :) They had sea lions, which are almost always my favorites, and an ornate carousel, where Lauren rode the albino alligator.
There are a million more things, but it's midnight, and I'm exhausted, so I'll have to add to this tomorrow.
Carla
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