By the time we'd finished touring Jackson Square, all of us were wet and crabby and starting to get sick of each other. We talked about going to Cafe Du Monde for beneits, but we could see that the line to get in was a block long. We finally decided to just split up and do our own thing for an hour and then meet back.
As the group divided to find food or just explore, I found my self left with Katherine, who was being exceptionally snarly. Sometimes 13 is just hard. I asked her if she was hungry. She insisted she wasn't. I asked what she wanted to do. She rolled her eyes and shrugged. So I decided to wander the area and take pictures of the impossibly lovely buildings and ignore her grumping along behind me.
Katherine and I poked around in T-shirt shops and the interesting little stores in the area. Then we stumbled upon Central Grocery, home of the original Muffuletta (a tasty sandwich involving ham and other sliced meats, crusty bread, and olive spread).
At the end of the hour we met back up with the rest of the family and shared our experiences. Some had eaten or shopped or just sat and people watched. Katherine and I were the only ones who had listened to jazz or eaten the world's best bread pudding or explored a grocery store from out of time. And we were the only ones who had transformed our free hour from soggy, irritable Family Fun Time into some of the coolest experiences of the whole trip.