After a 5am rise in our hotel room, and clearly feeling the effects of only a few hours sleep, we are now in crappy Montreal airport, with an, ugh, 3 hour lay-over.
However, we do see the light at the end of the proverbial tunnel: we will be in NOLA in less than 8 hours.
At which time we will be sweating like pigs, drinking our alcoholized beverages in plastic cups in the middle of the street and jazz hopping.
As they say often in Cajun country:
Let the good times roll!
Or more appropriately:
Laissez les bons temps rouler!