New Orleans, Last Day; Garden District Tour and Frenchman Street

The next morning the ladies were prepping matching shirts for Myra’s birthday.  Here is Myra doing some custom tailoring!  Note the “50” on her tiara.

John decided to play a little dress up as well.  Looking good buddy!

Here are the outfits.  Looking good ladies!

We all got on a very crowded street car and headed to the Garden District for a walking tour.  We all met at Lafayette Cemetery #1, the most famous cemetery in New Orleans.

The cemetery, founded in 1833, is listed on the National Register of Historic Places.

Unfortunately it’s currently closed for repairs, and has apparently been for quite awhile, so the only views are from the gates.

If the various families don’t take care of the tombs there is a local volunteer group that will jump in and ensure they don’t fall into total disrepair, which was not clearly evident from some of these tombs appearances.

After leaving the cemetery our guide led us down the street to the “Benjamin Button” house.  Built in 1832, this house was used as the main house in the Brad Pitt movie of the same name.  Many scenes from the film take place on the porch and steps in front of the home.  We’ve seen it once, so we’ll have to watch it again at some point.  I remember it being quite strange.

The next house was the Walter Robinson House, built by a wealthy banker from Virginia.  This building was the first in New Orleans to have indoor plumbing, thanks to a roof design that collected rain water.  It’s hard to imagine living without indoor plumbing.

The mansion has been featured in several movies, including Jason Statham’s “The Mechanic” in 2011.  I saw the original from 1972 with Charles Bronson and Jan-Michael Vincent.  I had no idea they remade it.  Why?  The original was perfect…Charles at his finest!

Up next was the beautifully intricate cast iron work of the Carroll-Crawford house.  Joseph Carroll built this house in 1869, and was known for throwing extravagant and often raunchy parties with important guests, such as Mark Twain.

The cast iron was imported from Italy, and was considered the most expensive in the Garden District…until a neighbor bought the same cast iron work, but added features not found here.  Love the details!

The next house is the Pritchard house, built in 1858.  With it’s four columns it is one of the few great examples of Greek revival in the Garden District.  Our guide said that Walt Disney toured the area before he built Disneyland, and it is said he copied the design of this house for The Haunted Mansion.  Disney sure seems to have gotten around!

Here is another shot from the direct front of the house.  Note the color of the ceilings on both the lower and upper porches, which is known as “haint blue”.  This color is said to ward off evil spirits, a tradition brought to the south by the Gullah people , descendants of enslaved people from west and central Africa.  Nearly every home on the Garden District has this haint blue paint on the porch ceilings.

The last notable house is called the “Cornstalk Fence” house, also know as Colonel Short’s Villa.  Built in 1859, merchant Robert Short built this house and included a decorative wrought iron cornstalk fence that encircles the property.  It is said he ordered the lavish custom fence for his wife, who was missing the cornfields of her native Iowa.  This is before people bought yachts and RV’s to impress the neighbors.

Here is a close up of the cornstalk fence.  Pretty cool artwork!

On our last night we had dinner at Arnaud’s Jazz Bistro, where a jazz band plays throughout dinner, going from table to table.  While the service and atmosphere was great, the food was unfortunately mediocre at best.  I can’t recommend this place, despite it’s historic nature.  Sad.

We then walked down Bourbon Street toward Frenchman Street, where we planned to hit another jazz bar.  Here are the ladies with their birthday boas all lit up.

The birthday girl with her birthday boy (William’s birthday is two days before Myra’s).  Note the money pinned to her top…this is a New Orleans tradition for your birthday.

As we were approaching our intended jazz bar we ran across an impromptu street performance.  It was wild!  This is one of those things that makes New Orleans so special.

We finally made into “Blue Nile”, and the music wasn’t quite what I had hoped for.  Cool bar though, and they had Abita Amber, my favorite local beer, so I survived.

We of course left earlier than everybody else, and took a streetcar back.  One last bit of New Orleans before we departed the next day.  Here is the younger ones still hanging at Blue Nile, with William once again showing off his selfie skills.

The next morning we picked up our rental car, said our goodbyes, and headed off to Biloxi, Mississippi.  Great time with the group in New Orleans, and outside of Arnaud’s the restaurants were excellent!  I’m looking forward to planning William’s 55th….just let me know where you want to go buddy!

New Orleans, LA; City Tour, Mister B’s, Jazz, More WWII Museum and Peche

On our 3rd day in New Orleans Myra had scheduled a driving tour that showed us highlights of the French Quarter and the 9th Ward (heavily damaged during Hurricane Katrina) and then stopped at St. Louis Cemetery #3.  This is one of the many famous above-ground cemeteries in New Orleans.

Our guide explained that the reason the graves are above ground isn’t so much about the water table, which is the common belief, but about the Catholic tradition of enclosing multiple people into the same tomb.  The tradition is when somebody dies they are placed in the tomb inside a rudimentary coffin, and after at least one year and one day, the New Orleans heat and humidity completely breaks down their body to just the bones.  If somebody from the same family dies within that one year, one day period they are placed in temporary vaults like these below.

When a new body is ready to be put into the tomb, the face plate is removed, the brick enclosing the tomb is broken down, and the previous person’s bones are placed in a sack and then pushed back into the tomb where they fall into a vault below the tomb.  The term “I wouldn’t touch that with a 10 foot pole” supposedly comes from the pole used to push the remains into the vault.  Some of these tombs have as many as 50 peoples remains in them.

The vault in this photo is an exception.  This rather wealthy woman was apparently told by her daughter that she couldn’t wait until she died so she could get her inheritance.  This outburst prompted her to change her will and gave it all to charity and her dog.  She purchased an extravagant tomb where everybody would see it, and insisted her tomb only contain herself and her dog.  Maybe keep your persnickety remarks to yourself around your elders??

The tour also stopped in New Orleans City Park and we had 20 minutes to walk around the gorgeous grounds.

Apparently there are occasionally alligators in the park, so stay clear of the waters edge.

This park was created by the guy that planned Central Park in NY, only this park is larger!  Beautiful spot.

Here is William showing off his expert selfie skills!

After the tour we walked through the French Market, which is decorated for the holidays.  It’s one of those must-visit spots in the French Quarter, although the stuff in the market wasn’t French in the least.  Not even a cheap Eiffel Tower!

That night we had dinner at our favorite New Orleans restaurant, as we’ve eaten here each time we’ve visited NOLA.  It did not disappoint!  The waiter, Terrance, was awesome, and very entertaining!  If you come here ask to be seated in his area.  He’s worked here for 20 years so he’s not likely to leave any time soon!

After dinner we worked our way into Mahogany Jazz Hall, which was quite a feat for a group of 12!

The music was quite good.

On our way back we checked out Observatory 11 Bar at the Westin Hotel.  The elevator ride was the best part of the bar….not as scenic a spot as I had hoped for.  William, you took this photo and cut off your own head??

Myra and June challenged each other to ride down the bannister in the bar.  The things these kids get up to.

On our 4th day we all decided to break up and do our own thing.   William, Myra, Rob, June, Vaughan and Tina went to Commanders Palace, the famous restaurant in the Garden District.

While Rob, June, Jeff and Sharilyn went on an air-boat ride to check out some alligators!

Kim and I went back to the WWII museum to see what we missed the first time around.  The museum is huge, and if you are in to the history of WWII you will want to spend at least 2 days here.

I was impressed to see an original Enigma machine.  These are SUPER rare.  The only other one I’ve seen is at the MONA Museum in Hobart, Tasmania.  Very cool!  If you don’t know anything about it, I highly suggest you watch the movie “The Imitation Game”, with Benedict Cumberbatch.  It’s excellent!

This photo of General Eisenhower talking with Lieutenant Wallace C. Strobel became an iconic photo depicting his incredible leadership.  Lt. Strobel, chatting with the future President, is just 2 hours away from boarding his plane and leading his paratroopers into battle behind enemy lines on D-Day.

The museum really went out of their way to make the place as engaging as possible.  That’s a video of aircraft flying over an apparent hole blasted in the ceiling.

They even had a mock-up of the forest from the Battle of the Bulge.  I’m pretty sure the air conditioning in this section was turned down to 50 degrees!  Bear in mind the AC throughout is quite effective, so if you get cold easily bring a sweater.  I was very happy we went back for a second day, as I think this is likely our last trip to New Orleans.

That night we had dinner at Peche, just south of the French Quarter.  Another excellent meal!  Somebody seems to know what they are doing planning this shit out!

A good shot of best buds!

And Myra’s 4th of 5 Birthday desserts.  We are milking it!

The group celebrates a happy meal!

Kim and I decided to call it quits, but here is everybody else at the Cat’s Meow.

As well as on a balcony, I have no idea where.  No beads to throw?

Up next, we have last day/night  of debauchery in New Orleans.