After we left the plantation we had to shift our plans since it was raining. So we drove. I have no idea where we drove, but we stopped for lunch at a place that required the men to go in to make sure it was reasonably acceptable. It was. And then we kept driving and ended up at a state park.
I didn't have any ink with me, but we found a letterbox anyway.
We missed walking around the Garden District so we took a night driving tour of the big houses in the Garden District. This became very entertaining because some houses were lit up on the outside and others had lights on inside so that we could see in.
Our supper restaurant had a map of the city on one wall. We were all in rare form and laughed until we cried while Dan used a straw as a pointer and retraced where we had been.