Well, not ACTUALLY Rome. Not even remotely close.
But when in the Bayou…do as them Southerns do!
It’s a kind of a BIG DEAL that I ate a crawfish. I even almost liked it! We all had a warm, wonderful, pantsless time in Louisiana!
Oh, and Little A was often pantsless because his decision to “Rome” included shitting his britches. This kid has never pooped in his @#%!$ carseat before. We had to wash that cover three times. IN FIVE DAYS. No photos of that. YOU’RE WELCOME.
Did we miss any “when in Rome” opportunities while there?