Stomp in New Orleans

Glenn and I just got back today from 5 days in the Big Easy. When we arrived, we asked the driver to take us to the "W" (our hotel) on Poydros. We get there and guess, no room, not even booked there????? But, alas, we were at the much more intimate and convenient "W" in the Quarter, the French Quarter. We walk in to a quaint courtyard to find out room in the carriage house, by the pool. And then to our surprise, we have our own small courtyard with a Hot Tub. Do not be deceived by how divine this sounds. We were soon to discover that not only was the courtyard a gathering place at all hours of the late night or very early morning, but the pool needed work, our room had an outdoor speaker right over our door and we had a stomper above us. Our first evening after dinner, a large group from Alabama sat outside in the courtyard and just really enjoyed the weather and the very interesting movie on the wall. Well, it really wasn't a movie but a modern art view of 6 windows and the people who kept looking out. Really very interesting. We retired that evening looking forward to a great nights sleep only to be awakened by the stomper at 1:35 am. When I say stomper I mean Marathon Runner from one end of the room to another for at least 45 minutes..... Finally we fall back asleep to be startled from our sleep at 0700 to the sound of jack hammers and men yelling why repairing the pool. Pillows over our heads we can only moan until they quit around 0745. At 0830, the LOUD music over our door starts for those wanting to begin their day at the pool. We do realize we are in New Orleans and that people sleep at different times but shouldn't they sleep more than a few hours? We continue on during the week with the same scenario but without the jackhammers. We were very fortunate to have some fine dinners at NOLA'S on Tuesday and Wednesday. While at NOLA'S Glenn goes to the restroom and happens to see the back of a man's head and comes to tell me it has to be John Edwards. Well then our entire party has to go check it out and he indeed is eating in the room next to ours. Glenn's says he could tell who he was by the great haircut he had!
We have more stories about the stomper but later................
Love,
Carol, Mom, Cece