|Near our hotel in Leesburg|
From Leesburg, we were off to Tampa for the Gasparilla Arts Festival. Tampa is a beautiful city and the site of the show was right in town near their art museum. Only thing was, high winds came in after the first day and took out about 20 or so booths that were located nearest the street. These booths were all on pavement, so they couldn't stake in. Not ever having done this show and not knowing any better, we were at the other end of the show on grass. We knew high winds were forecast, so Mike had staked in and cross tied the booth. Thank you Carla and Dave Fox!! Carla and Dave carefully researched methods of securing your booth, so we knew what to do. I think it made a difference, since our booth was on a corner and could have been vulnerable. It was only a two day show and one day lost out to weather. Sunny, but blustery. Despite some horror stories about load in and load out, we made quick work of our one booth, were scheduled as the first group to load out and sure enough, I think we may have been the first or second booth out of there! Of course not counting the poor folks who left early due to damaged booths. We got off the site and drove to a super little pizza place, grabbed a couple slices to go and headed south. Next stop New Orleans.
After an interim stop in Tallahasse, we pulled our BDV, (now our acronym for BIG DAMN VAN), right into another perfect parking space in front of our hotel in New Orleans. Just like in Key West! Couldn't have been more perfect! We quickly headed to the French Quarter which is just a couple blocks up from the hotel, knowing we only had the one night. We check out the vibe with the intent of finding oysters. We've been told to go to ACME but the line is just too much, so we find a great spot off Decatur and sit in a quaint oyster bar as the sun sets. Then off to explore Bourbon Street. So interesting from a people watching, architectural and historical point of view. We danced, we ate, we drank and then we slept! Morning brought the obligatory trek to taste cafe ole and beignets. Then we hit the road to make the long slog through Texas.
|In front of our hotel in New Orleans|
Life has a way of putting you in your place. I flew home to Portland on Monday morning. By Tuesday morning, a little surprise snow! Gotta love it! I'm putting together a slide show of the trip, so look out for that. Thanks to everyone that helped us prepare, helped along the way, watched out for the home-front, purchased art, workshop participants or just kept us in your thoughts. We really appreciate it. Now, back to painting!
|Tuesday Morning at home!|