I’m staying at the Hotel Provincial here in New Orleans. It’s located in the French Quarter on Chartres Street (pronounced shar-TREZZ by the locals). Angeline, the restaurant next door to this hotel, serves a Sunday brunch and I began my day there yesterday by ordering a Bloody Mary. When Lindsey, the young woman waiting…
Basically, I had three reasons for coming to New Orleans: a nice long train ride, a second visit to the World War II Museum here, and another opportunity to dine at Irene’s Cuisine. Is Irene’s a popular spot? Well, I booked my reservation three-plus weeks ago and was lucky to get get a 6:00…
I’ll be leaving again in a couple of weeks to attend NARP’s annual Fall meeting in Denver, beginning October 14 and wrapping up two days later. As usual, I have indulged myself with an indirect itinerary that includes three of my favorite trains. I’m flying to Los Angeles this time and from there will…
I hate buses. Even more, I hate it when a train ride I’d been looking forward to suddenly becomes a long bus ride because of a mudslide or a freight train derailment or work on the tracks. The longest unexpected bus ride I’ve ever experienced occurred on a trip when my plan was to take…