I found myself considering what the craziest thing that ever happened to me on vacation was, and the answer was a no brainer. Now realize before reading this that crazy does not mean the same as best. That being said, my trip to New Orleans, Louisiana while I was in high school was the craziest.

It was our first trip to New Orleans. We stayed with an uncle, in his apartment. I do not like bugs, I never have. The apartment my uncle lived in had tons of palmetto bugs. Well that’s what he called them. I found out later that up here in the Northeast we just call them cockroaches. Ewww. Best otc appetite suppressant ever. Anyway.

While there, we were thrilled to find so many things to do in New Orleans. My Uncle was working so he couldn’t take us around most days, so we just explored on our own. We loved the Audobon Zoo, The French quarter and Jackson Square. Some of the restaurants were great. But the thing I remember the most is the day we left.

The day we left New Orleans there was a big storm. I don’t recall if it was a hurricane or not as it was so long ago. But I remember my father’s concern that we needed to get out of the city before the storm got worse because my uncle said there would be flooding. (My uncle had a whole car, an MG, get destroyed when it got covered with water one flood.) So my Dad got us all into the camper and started towards home. As we drove away from my uncle’s we could literally see the water starting to rush behind us, submerging everything. No matter what, I will never forget our trip to New Orleans.