Ah! Back in the dorms again! Back to work... Darmn!

So, I left for New Orleans with Wes, Pam, and Olivia on Friday. We got there sometime after dark, registered at the hotel, and went out to eat in the French Quarter (I don't exactly remember where... All I remember is that I had crawfish etoufee, I believe). Spent the night, got up late Saturday morning, went to breakfast at the Cheesecake Bistro (I have to agree that the bananas foster cheesecake is superb), and went back to the hotel for a nap. I think is is where I started having problems with the trip. I enjoyed the company, I enjoyed the stuff we actually did, I just thought we spent too much time worrying about where to eat and not enough time just seeing the sights. I mean, a nap on our first full day there? We apparently had different ideas about the trip... I wanted to see everything, they wanted to relax. I suppose I could have wandered off on my own (and it probably would have been a good idea to do so at some point, since I wouldn't have offended anyone by being mopey that way), but I'm not really a loner when it comes to things like that. I don't like to rock the boat, and since I was there with the group... You get the point.

I have to say, though, that the trip had pretty much everything... Excellent food, good stuff to drink, tours, getting lost, getting stuck in traffic, good conversation, meeting different people, relaxing, playing cards, sitting in, watching tv, getting mad, yelling, throwing up, headaches, stomach aches, and sore joints... I just wish we could have done more of all of it. We didn't see enough for my taste, and that made me mopey. You can see why they got tired of me.

I have a few comments/complaints/observations: (A) While I'm just fine around just Wes, and I'm just find around just Pam, I feel like the proverbial third wheel around the two of them. (B) Wes constantly kissing up to Pam gets kinda old. (C) I should have taken a dip in the hot tub.

I wish I'd known from the beginning that Andy, Anna, Ryan, Dustin, and my Mom were going to be visiting New Orleans on Monday. If I had, I'd have come to the realization that I was going to get plenty of opportunity to see the sights, and I would have enjoyed myself more with the other group. Which means, of course, that my brother, his girlfriend, two of our friends, and my mom did, in fact, come into town on Monday, and I did wander around seeing the sights (the street artists in Jackson Square were what I really wanted to see, and maybe even get my portrait done, but no such luck with the first group. I got to see them with the second group, but no portrait, unfortunately.) But we had a really good time, I got a few souvenirs, and even a kite, which I flew earlier today (though, since I'm writing this at 2:30 in the morning, I guess it's actually yesterday). Yay for Spring Break!

In other news, I'm really missing Christina these days... She's gotten a lot better, and since we mostly stayed apart because I thought it was the gentlemanly thing to do (meaning that I feel almost exactly the same about her now as I did while we were together), I'm starting to come to the conclusion that our relationship might be worth a second shot, and I know she'd be agreeable if she weren't with someone else... Speaking of Eric, I'm not even sure if they're officially an item, but I know they're in a relationship of some sort, and I'm not the sort of person to interfere with something like that. But, maybe if they break up before the end of the semester (or sometime later, should I happen to stick around and remain single), I could take her out on a date sometime. That'd be nice.