We have visited New Orleans many times in the past, several times for vacation get-aways--we lived in "nearby" Dallas for 13 years. One of Vicki's fond memories is of the Christmas open houses in the Garden District we must have visited in the 80s. When I was in the higher ed biz, and later in the humanities biz, I went to New Orleans on several occasions, for conferences and meetings and such. I can't say we've seen it all: I still want to visit the WWII museum, for example. But that will have to wait until COVID-19 is over. On this visit we just walked around, looking at the architecture and flora and fauna and overall weirdness, not going inside anything that wasn't completely open-air. By and large, people were masked and staying apart, that is, until Saturday night on Bourbon St. We left about that time.
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| In le quartier francais, a residential bit |
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Not a residential bit; excellent signage though
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Dorsal view of cathedral
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Assorted iconic stuff...
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Afternoon snack at the Cafe du Monde; reminding me that chicory
is to coffee as hamburger helper is to hamburger... |
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Excellent signage though
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Jackson Square and cathedral from the artillery park
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Thus
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The Great River
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Us, there
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The band playing on
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Not this day
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| "Now go do that voodoo that you do so well..." |
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| Late afternoon Bourbon St. |
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Remains of the shrimp and grits at Cafe Amelie on Royal St;
their large courtyard seemed designed for COVID-19 dining;
the cherry/almond bread pudding was super; as was the Sazerac |
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| Rue de Bourbon as we left |
