Yesterday we took a quick photo op checkout of City Park. This is one of the largest urban parks in the nation. It’s actually larger than New York cities Central Park. I’ve never really heard of it since it is out of the way and not so close to the city life where we have spent most of our visits to New Orleans.
One of the main attractions is the museum of fine arts. We went inside but had a bag check in policy. Since I was carrying a lot of camera gear I didn’t want to do the check in.
This photo taken at the botanical garden area of City Park. I can see where this would be a major attraction during the height of blooming season but during the blistering summer heat most of the showcase flower were already gone for the season.
We’ve heard about this Filipino restaurant located in New Orleans, LA. There is not a large Filipino population in NOLA so a place like Milkfish is unique. We had adobo last night and wifey wanted to get something else aside from the main dish so we checked out this new spot not from our Gentilly home location.
From the outside it’s deceiving. It gives the impression that this will be a small establishment but the setup is like the “shotgun” style homes I’ve seen and been to here in NOLA.
I’ve been to more Pinoy based restaurants than I can count. I live in Northern California where the population is huge and so we have a lot choices in our local area. I’ve never seen one that had the decor as MilkFish. It’s a different experience, something I’m not used to but not against. You definitely know you’re in an establishment that has the Filipino culture but nothing like the traditional places I’ve been to in the past.
We had our own version of an Adobo Festival here in New Orleans. Lorraine whipped up some serious grub for the family.
We stopped by the one and only Filipino Restaraunt in the city for some pancit and Lumpia. More on this later..
The neighbors across the street are jammin’ hard today!
Today we had a mission to meet the Martians. I call Walmart customers Martians. Now even though I myself am shopping there I am not a Martian and neither is my earthling wifey 🙂
As usual we have a grocery list we go through and grab all the items. It seems we can never walk into an aisle without walking out with something we didn’t have on the list. I guess I’m guilty of it too, I see “snacks” with my name on it…
There is an area right inside the front doorway that has awesome lighting throughout the day. The glass windows allows and diffused light to pass, super nice.
Chillin’ in Houston airport gate 20 waiting for the next flight to NOLA.
EDIT: landed in NOLA, all is well and will be heading out to the car rental place then off to see Baby J!
Well… It’s been awhile since I entered into this blog. The last time was when we were at NOLA. I’m going almost full out on video and photography gear. I tried to take along more but it either wouldn’t fit in my bag or would cause me to exceed the allowed weight limit.
I’m going to try and use my Tamrac roller bag as a carry on. Hopefully I won’t get any flack on its size. As a backup I’m bringing another roller bag that is certainly carry on legal but won’t be able to bring my HVX200.
I just checked my previous blog and it is exactly one month ago! I need to be more active with this blog or it’s useless.
It’s has been awhile since I’ve updated the motorcycles. I’m down to two sleds.. a 2013 Roadglide Custom, 2005 GL1800. The custom VTX1300 trike belongs to my wifey.
We took the first flight out of New Orleans Luis Armstrong airport. It turns out there were a lot of folks with the same idea. I guess they are trying to beat the Memorial Day weekend travel rush. My wifey Lorraine took this photo as we headed back to the West Coast.
I’ll probably be posting a lot of “update” photos as I get them in…
We are at the Corbin home spending our last day in NOLA with our grandson Baby Josol. I totally dig their new home. It’s on the outskirts of the hustle and bustle of the city life but only a few miles to get right back in the mix.
Today was the first time that I was really able to see Baby Josol’s eyes. After one of his feedings he kept them open until we had finished our BBQ dinner.