There is a house in New Orleans....

They call the ... yadda yadda yadda, been there seen that.

I drove my chevy to the levy ..... etc etc etc, actually camped by it.

So, after the hectic bike weekend we drifted on down to "N'Awleanz", to see swamps and have a nose around. Neither of us had appreciated or realised how big the lake to the north was until we crossed it, one bridge is 24 miles long and they are doubling the width of another to aid hurried escapes from the area. We stopped at the local KOA (Kampgrounds Of America) 10 miles on the west of the city and booked onto the next days free bus ride into the city.The bus driver was a hoot, he gave us a round about tour in with full tour guide knowledge pointing out all the main places (like some house called the Rising Sun), where movies where located and all the best cemeteries. We were then dropped in the French Quarter, where, as we had dropped into tourist mode, we went for a trip on the Mississippi on a steam boat.

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