So get to Will Rogers and Southwest has delayed my flight about an hour and a half, resulting in me not making the connecting flight. They get me on the connecting flight with a huge layover. The connecting flight is delayed. I get to New Orleans airport, and for some unknown reason the car rental place is practically a taxi ride away from the baggage claim. Finally get my car and almost get to the hotel when I run into the biggest bunch of drunk parade folks you ever want to meet. I twist and turn my way and finally make it to the Royal Sonesta. After waiting in line forever for the one desk clerk, I am sent up to a room so small that you have to go out into the hall to change your mind. I go back down and eventually get the right room. So much for the beginning of a nice peaceful relaxing getaway.
