Arriving into New Orleans

We walked into the hotel, and immediately were greeted by the young gal, whom we latter called “Mother superior”-she was the one to tell us where to be etc. We arrived after the orientation, BUT just in time for dinner-how perfect was that. The dinner was in the Holiday inn where we were staying. We were briefly updated on what was ahead and given a folder of time etc.

At the table where we ate we met other people, all ages, etc. One couple had been on 40 elderhostel trips. Of course, Mare and I right away never referred to the group with the name, if we needed to make reference we said” EH” for obvious reasons we do not like the name. There were afew single women and single men..no no match ups for us!!

After dinner we heard a brief talk about “what is the French Quarter” a very dynamic person, was a school teacher in her earlier life, but now could run a one man stand up comedy act..she was a native, and just great.we could listen to her for a bit. This was over around 9:30, so we went to room and then got unpacked. We were told breakfast would be at the hotel from 6:30 to 7:15am, since the bus would take us to work site at 7:30..of course Mare and I groaned at that.