Arrival: Inner Journey

Arriving at the train station in New Orleans was such a relief. It reminded me that good things take time, and I truly felt that the trip was worth the log train ride. Although I felt excited about the trip, reality set in, and got nervous about my bag possibly getting lost and ordering our Uber at the correct time. I would have been mortified if my luggage had been lost because I felt so gross from traveling and didn't pack any clothes or toiletries in my carry on bag, No one in my group had ever ordered an Uber before so it was nerve racking. I'm from a small town where Uber isn't really a things, so it was only something I had seen on the Internet and television. 

When we arrived at The Original Pierre Maspero’s, I got nervous when we told the water waiting at the door about our reservation, but he acted like he had no idea what we were talking about. A waitress walked our and acted a little rude, which also made me a little nervous. One of my biggest pet peeves is bad service, so I started off with a bad impression. I was relieved when our waitress was the sweetest women. She gave us so many recommendation and help with the menu. It reminded me to never judge a book by its cover. After dinner, we were supposed to go on a haunted history tour, but it had to be rescheduled because it was raining. I was relieved that we wouldn't have to do the tour in the rain though. 

At Cafe Du Monde, I was so excited to try the beignets, but felt a little bit iffy about the coffee with chicory in it. I'm  a coffee addict and very picky about what is out into my coffee. It has to be perfect or I won't drink it. I stood out on a limb and tried the coffee with chicory, and was surprised at how much I liked it! It reminded me that New Orleans is going to have so many different foods and drinks that I've never tried, and that I need to be adventurous when choosing what to eat or else I will regret it later.