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Change of station order is inevitable if you belong in a military family.

Every three years you get relocated to another state or out of the country where there are US Bases.

   Thus, as of this writing, we are one day closer to our displacement and we expectantly opted to be stationed in Japan. Early this year the billet became available and one particular warrant officer, who was at James’ class last December 2006, offered him the deployment.  Due to a very short notice, James and I deemed it is unfeasible to go overseas given only a thirty-day-period to make arrangements. Such time won’t assent us to determine what to do with our house. Hence, we begged off contemplating that the possibility of residing in Japan, our interests in exploring the country and experiencing its flourishing culture are immaterial at that point in time. Once his advancement to a higher rank transpired, we are promptly directed to move up to North Carolina…

James has reminded me cautiously of the prerequisites on renting out our property. One of which is vacating it – the sooner the better. In spite of that I procrastinated. Sending me off with the kids earlier than we want to be is disheartening yet indispensable. In an attempt to evade the fact that we are moving out of our house, I put off quite a deal of time. That is undeniably a hideous display of immaturity and stubbornness on my part. I am overtly culpable of it.

Today the whole thing finally made sense to me when the realtor agents came to see our house.  The further they disclose the stipulations on listing our property out in the market, the more I grasp its complexity. There is a lot to be accomplished in such little time as far as paperwork is concerned. Furthermore, it comprises maintenance, monthly fees, bank account and most importantly, filing tax at the end of the year (I would get into details about these later on a separate entry). 

After all is said and done, James and I set definite dates for the movers to pack and pick up all our stuff. (This is, by the way, financed by the military) All I must do is prepare me and the kids on our departure from Florida in approximately ten days. Along with them I will have to venture into another 13-hour-long-drive to get to North Carolina. I am glad that Mom Gail is coming down to make this trip easier for us. We can take turns in driving.

Although it is somewhat tough to leave wonderful people whom we regard as a second family, I can express in all honesty that I am ready to set off. I should be; and there’s no more dilly dallies.

I have traveled through the city of New Orleans three times now. The first couple of trips were mainly to take care of a personal business. On the outset least to say, I didn’t perceive anything that seemed appealing contrary to what is mostly heard of it. Our travel period is longer than the time we actually set foot on Louisiana State. Everything from my mere observation has yielded nothing more than mediocrity. Perhaps, that notion shall be changed…

THE EXPEDITION

Despite the fact that it’s a three-hour-backbreaking-ride with two kids, I got anxious when James and his parents, who were down for a short visit, agreed to drive to New Orleans- once more. Thinking that this instance we will evidently go back to explore and feed our wanderlust souls while we are close at it.

Our day tour started after a quick breakfast stop at McDonalds. As we take off – or, more accurately, as my father-in-law’s vehicle rolls forward slowly, one is in the luxury of ease. My kids were spoiled with junk food, DVD movies and attention. Mom Gail and I took pleasure in slumbering in the very backseat when we can while James and his dad engaged in their usual smart-alecky conversation about family, military and politics. The long drive that typically saps my strength was rather manageable. We reached our destination just in time for lunch – the Cajun/Creole style.

AT THE FRENCH QUARTER

Amidst the various places to be, we settled in a restaurant with a jazz band serenading the guests, it’s fun and casual featuring New Orleans authentic classic cuisine. Either Cajun or Creole, both are superb! All foods have a depth of flavor, may or may not be spicy and fiery hot. It’s absolutely something new to try and worth the dare. James who has a weakness for spicy food had a blast. Our kids were more thrilled of the music and cheerful crowd. I myself was raring to go see more.

EVERYBODY LOVES A PARADE

We embarked on our tourism shortly after our meal. My parents-in-law were thoughtful enough to take our kids to a horse and buggy ride that toured around the historic French Quarter while James and I made our way down to the lively sections of New Orleans. So far, there was a virtual academy of live music in the streets where you could bop in the middle of everywhere. And instead of people wondering, they would dance with you. That is the glory of this infamous city. Although not more than two years ago hurricane Katrina ravished the city, the 18th and 19th century buildings were beautifully restored with modern day amenities combined with classic French atmosphere. Many of the hotel rooms have balconies overlooking the exciting streets of the Quarter.

There are all kinds of arts, souvenirs, street jesters and performers, too. Local visual artists showcasing their knack in painting surround the entire heart of the French Quarter district. The infamous city for me is indeed a festive one, always celebrating life at its fullest and feeling its jubilation. However, one hasn’t completely experience New Orleans without coming across the hottest spot in the city. The home of the most celebrated Mardi Gras event.

THE BOURBON STREET

Before we finally unite with mom, dad and our kids, James and I made our last stop at this well-known street. With its bawdy reputation of all-night partying and drinking, it didn’t’t seem as horrendous during the day as it is at night. Bourbon Street somehow reminded me of what Mabini used to be 20 years ago– a community of gay bars, strip clubs, and floor shows in general. If nudity offends you, you’ll be better off away from these burlesque clubs. Most likely you’ll enjoy the whole other side of Bourbon. There are restaurants and clubs that offer sophistication and fine French food- where you can celebrate with jazz music and the best martinis. With so many ways to experience New Orleans, vacationing there is unforgettable. It is tremendous that I would go back there eager for more.