I think I'll miss the Pie Lady and the mime most of all.

Having oysters at the French Market Restaurant, drinking Bloody Marys on our balcony. Headband by Vie Moderne, polka dot dress: thrifted

Note: I realize that I have a Bloody Mary in almost every picture, but I'm not a big drinker and have hardly been drinking at all! I've had several Bloody Marys because they're my favorite, but just one every now and then. (Except for Wednesday, when they got away from me a little bit. Oops.) And about the Pie Lady: there's a woman on Royal St. that sings "PIE LADY PIE LAAADY" in this weird warbling tune. I love her and thought she was a bird at first.

Oh gosh, I love New Orleans. It's our last day here and I'm sitting outside on the balcony of our hotel that overlooks the little shaded courtyard. The weather has been really nice today, not super hot and kind of cloudy and threatening-to-rain.

I feel so comfortable here, and since it's our third visit we actually know our way around pretty well (even I do, and I have the worst sense of direction ever!) I just love the weirdness of it and how you can go through the French Market/pedestrian mall in the evenings and see Tarot readers and dancers and musicians and mimes. I think I'm the only person in the world that loves mimes.

This week we've had muffalettas at Central Grocery, taken a cemetery tour of St. Louis #1, ate dozens and dozens of raw oysters and crawfish, snacked on pralines, and relaxed at Cafe du Monde in the evenings. And of course lots and lots of strolling around, looking at the architecture. We found a bunch of neat little places-- like an out-of-the-way coffee shop on Royal St. with a secret courtyard, and a cafe with the most delicious rosewater (for me) and mango (Jeremy) gelato.

Being blurry with my new nerd glasses on the balcony of the French Market Restaurant (again), making a wish on Marie Laveau's tomb, a little sweaty in the market on Sunday night.

My outfits have pretty much consisted of the same thing during the day: some kind of loose t-shirt, loose flowy skirt, and somewhat comfortable shoes, which is why this grey shirt keeps popping up in photos (we did laundry, I promise). I kind of refused to give in completely to wearing comfortable walking shoes (mostly because I didn't have any until stopping by Urban Outfitters the other day) and this is evident by my blister situation. But I've gotten over my weirdness about not wearing tights!

Jeremy because he wanted to be on the blog! Jewelry from Ragin' Daisy on Chartres St. The pink ring reminds me of a crown and makes me feel ridiculously cheerful!

In the morning we're leaving for the second part of the trip-- driving from here to Daytona Beach, FL., and hopefully finding good thrifting spots along the way. It's going to be so weird to return to real life after all of this.