Thursday, April 14, 2016

Rainy Days and Wednesdays

And not so many images. In fact a series of iPhone snaps is all I got for you.

Wednesday was our last day in New Orleans and in the morning, at least, it pissed down rain, wiping out our plans for carriage and walking tours. So, off we went to the Hop-on, Hop-off tour and mostly stayed seated on the bus.

The guide, whose name we did not get, was a retired New York publishing exec who had worked with Anne Rice before falling in love with her adopted town. He was a great guide and story-teller, adding significantly to our knowledge of the city beyond the Vieux Carre. In fact, if I had it to do over again, I might try to spend more time outside the French Quarter.

After the tour, we stopped for beignets and coffee and then wandered the galleries and antiques stores on Royal Street.

Dinner, our best yet, was at R’evolution. It was extraordinary. In fact Sharon bought the cookbook.

This visit gave us an interesting perspective on this most un-American of American cities. And by un-American I do not mean commie or anything like that. I mean that its character is so different than any other city between Mexico and Quebec. In many ways the city is disfunctional, or perhaps it just plays by its own, ever-changing rules. Sometimes that makes it charming, sometimes maddening, sometimes annoying. All in turn. This is my second visit, Sharon’s third. Would we go back? I think so, if only for the food.

Thursday we push along the Gulf to Mobile. Two days there and on to Birmingham and Montgomery. Stay tuned.

This is really Sharon's image. I stole it

Mardi Gras beads drip from trees

The Pepper Palace lived up to its name.

Beignets, because you should
Bourbon Street. The image is more pleasant than the honky-tonk reality

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