Michael and I visited New Orleans a few years back and decided it would be a great place to visit again with our kids. There are places I definitely wouldn't take my kids to, but on the whole, the city has a lot to offer.
We flew into Louis Armstrong Airport around 11:50 pm on Friday night. We took a shuttle to our hotel and there we met up with Grandma Janis who had flown in earlier. About an hour after we arrived, Aunt Suzie made it to the hotel.
We all went to bed hoping to wake up refreshed and ready to explore. We got up as early as we could, which, considering the time change, was no easy feat. Ask the teenager...
Anyway, we all had a little free hotel breakfast, packed up and headed downtown via taxi. There were lots of cool things to see just on the drive in. I managed to grab a picture of this awesome church.
We made it downtown around 11am to our new hotel, a Marriott. Our rooms weren't quite ready, so we left all of our baggage in the capable hands of the valet. Not 5 minutes after we headed out, the hotel called to let us know that our rooms were in fact ready. We quickly headed back, took everything up to our rooms and headed out again.
We made our way to Mother's, a NOLA icon known for its po'boy sandwiches. Unfortunately, it's so well known that it's often packed with a 30-45 line out the door. We were there at noon and the line seemed to stretch forever. We decided we didn't want to waste our time waiting and headed toward the French quarter.
We ended up at a two story restaurant on Decatur Street called "The Original Oyster House". We sat upstairs near the balcony (there were too many if us to sit at a table outside) and ordered a ton of southern food.
We ordered a sampler platter with catfish, boudin balls, and alligator bites. It was all delicious, but the catfish was the best I've ever had.
After the appetizer, Syd and Grandma split a bacon burger, Sam had a "rajun Cajun" burger (which was spicy with a strong red pepper flavor), Suzie had gumbo, and Michael and I split at BBQ shrimp "one-handed po'boy". Michael had a Tin Roof Voodoo Beer. Several of our meals came with garlic butter fries. The were out-of this-world good. We could not stop eating them. They were dripping with butter and chunks of garlic.
You can see a pool of butter to the far left in this picture. I'm drooling just thinking about them.
After lunch, we headed back outside. Suzie and Michael both ordered "Moscow Mules" from the restaurant's sidewalk bar.
We wandered into the French Quarter towards Jackson Square. The entire town was hopping! Huge crowds surrounded all the street performers. There were people painted gold from head to toe, a guy dressed up as an all silver robot, kids who tap dance with pop can tabs attached to their shoes, musicians, comedians, and dancers. One could never be bored in this town. We all checked out the local art that covers most of the fence around Jackson Square. Michael, Sam and Suzie veered off to watch a break-dancing performance while Sydney, Grandma and I headed around the square towards the Cathedral, taking in as much art as we could find along the way.
The Cathedral is one of my favorite things about New Orleans. It's such a shock to walk into a cool and quiet place after being in the chaos and heat of the French Quarter. The interior paintings and stained glass are awe-inspiring.
The exterior of the cathedral is pretty cool too...
We continued to walk into the French quarter for a while ...
We planned on having Cafe au Lait and Beignets at Cafe du Monde (another New Orleans landmark, but again the line was 45 minutes to an hour. We took a little break (because it was hot!), checked out some canons, some more street performers and a great view of the square and cathedral.
We walked down to the riverfront to check out the mighty Mississippi River.
We walked along the river for a bit and got to see the steamboat Natchez depart for a day trip.
Next time maybe we will go for a ride!
We continued walking along the river, did some bird-watching, and had some fun with the statues along the way.
It was only mid afternoon by this point, but we were all tired. We decided it would be a great time to catch a street car and take a ride to the garden district. After moving from car-stop to car-stop in the attempt to find a car with enough room for all of us, we finally caught one and we were on our way!
It was nice to sit down for a bit and feel the breeze on our faces. Oh, and to realize we were sun burned!
The street car was under construction, so we had to get off somewhere in the middle of the garden district.
Once were located ourselves (so thankful my phone knows where I am even when I don't), we found that we were quite close to Lafayette Cemetary No. 1. We stopped at a convenience store, bought some water and snacks, and set off to explore again.
We all enjoyed walking through the garden district. All of the houses are amazing. Each one is unique. The plants and trees are incredible too.
The ornate metal work is widespread. This is the fence at General Short's villa, in the style of cornstalks entertwined with morning glory flowers.
Here is an intricate attempt at supplying everyone with power.
We made it to the Cemetary and were disappointed to find out that it was closed?!? Too weird. We got a glimpse through the gates at each opening. It would have been interesting to go inside, but we all got a little taste of the eeriness it offers.
Cemetary wall.
We walked on for a while, got out fill of garden district sight-seeing, hopped a street car back in to town and then headed back to our hotel to rest our tired and sore feet. What a day!