My girlfriend and I shared a wonderful 3 day weekend in the Big Easy. We attended the Jazz and Heritage festival all three days and found this location perfect. Took the 48 bus directly to the fest, rode the trolley (1/2 mile walk) and walked back after "The Boss" ended the festivities on Saturday. A mere 1.5 mile saunter - stopping for amazing Creole fare and cervesas on the way. Teristas alike, we trollied down Canal Street to the Quarter where we snapped pix and snapped up refrigerator magnets. Said Nyet to Beignets yet mused at Vodkita Ripened Russians queuing Cafe Du Meh.

I could use my remaining 392 words left going on and on about our little adventure, but you want to here about the room, n'est pas?

From the man's perspective: Awsome!
Fridge, Fan, Cool thermostat, parking (found that backing in is easier), comfy bed, tall warm shower with endless hot water, bar around the corner.

From my lovely girlfriend's perspective: Awesome Sauce!
She is mi Princesa from Mexico City, a true chilanga. She was very impressed.
"Mirar, mirar, Wero!" (basically - "look, look my white boy") She kept pointing out lovely details from the drapes to the door nobs to the beer in the fridge - - this is where I consciously stopped paying attention to her ensalzamiento.

Erin was very helpful, she even offered to launder some of our Fest Wear. We declined. The Jasmine she planted made the short walk to the private room on the west end of the fabulous shotgun ever more pleasant.

Surely I am missing some details that Mi Chidolita will remind me of later. The 550 mile drive back yesterday was made mucho mucho easier due to our relaxed and recharged beings. Thanks in great part to the carefree accommodations, the scrumptious cuisine and Músico de fábula.

Four Thumbs Up!