Garden District, New Orleans

Garden District, New Orleans

Yes, we have arrived back in NO. We woke in Alabama, tried out a beach in Florida, had lunch in Mississippi and arrived back in Louisiana all in one day. The following post and pics are of our time in the Garden district of NO.

We travelled by streetcar into the Garden district ad then disembarked and explored the area. An older New Orleans woman stopped Tabitha on the streetcar and gave her a beaded necklace. The woman said, “It’ a memory. It’s for you to remember New Orleans.” It has crawfish beads on it. We call it her gris-gris, a Voo-Doo good luck charm. The crawfish symbolize the spirit of the Mississippi. As we left the streetcar the woman leaned out the window and shouted, “good-bye sweet heart! Enjoy your stay in New Orleans!” Pip had to shed many tears on the streetcar over not having her own gris-gris necklace. Later I purchased her one with alligator beads on it to symbolize the spirit of the bayou. To protect her from the alligator spirits in the swamp on our swamp boat trip.

The district is famous for its huge opulent homes from the mid 1800s. It was a very hot walk so we stopped for lemonades’ at a corner restaurant and walked with ice cups in hand.

Off to find breakfast. We usually stop at Smoothy King for a yogurt and fruit smoothie.

Yup, there are the smoothies! Peter, Tabs and Pip on the street car.

Mist and I on the streetcar

Garden district walled cemetery Lafayette #1. Nearly all of the residents lost their lives to yellow fever mid 1800s.

Pip liked to give the graves small natural offering she found: pretty rocks, leaves, flowers etc.

Mist and I

This mansion is now a private school for girls. I heard a tour guide tell a tour in front of this mansion “The plots of land in this area were so valuable that Napoleon offered to trade all of Canada for a few plots.” –um, excuse me, that’s not how it went down folks!