 Actually, the end of Day Seven... |
 Breakfast on the balcony. |
 Dig in, everyone. |
 "Everything grows quickly in this humidity!" |
 "Is the house STILL standing, Thomas?" |
 Rhombus and Mikey pay us a visit. |
 And, of course, join us for FOOD!!! |
 Mikey tells his third (and last) anecdote. |
 A beautiful New Orleans courtyard. |
 Saying our farewells to Rhomb & Mikey. |
 The Great White Hunters plan their safari. |
 They're really roughing it, aren't they? |
 The Swamp Tour boats. |
 Ready to stalk the wild alligators. |
 Not exactly an Interstate highway, eh? |
 "Please don't drink the water." |
 Spanish moss grows everywhere. |
 These suckers fly!!! |
 Trolleys run through the entire city. |
 A private residence.. |
 ...and another. |
 A young squirrel... on an old oak. |
 Susan and Bente discussing libation... |
 "Lobster, please, Dag? Please??" |
 "What Bente said, Jack..." |
 Our dinner view. |
 Food + us = Happiness. |
 My next incarnation, God... |
 ...a lobster? Please!!! |
 Two jambalaya conesseurs... (carnivores?) |
 Susan loves her shrimp ettoufee. |
 Yep, she sure does. |