The Big Easy

To celebrate 4 years of matrimony, Kent and I took a short trip to New Orleans. Neither of us had been there, and since it is only 6 hours away, it seemed like it was worth checking out. We weren't disappointed! Bourbon Street lived up to our expectations as a hub for debaucherers :-), so we walked down it once and decided not to do so again! But the rest of the French Quarter was charming, and it is easy to see why NOLA is called "The City That Care Forgot". The buildings are all OLD and original, most having been built around 1800. The paint is peeling, the shutters are sagging, and at night the gaslights on the homes give off an eerie vibe which made us feel like we were walking around 2oo years ago. Carriages roam the streets under ancient oak and magnolia trees. We ate red beans and rice, jambalaya, and Beignets from Cafe Du Monde.

Typical Style of building in the French Quarter.

Our carriage driver told us that unless owners figure out the original color of the house, they can't paint it. So despite the way the outside looks, the inside of the house is really nice.

Carriage ride in the rain.

Bourbon Street looking uptown

St. Louis Cathedral- The oldest Catholic church in the US. Built late 1700's I guess?

We ate Red Beans and Rice and Jambalaya here.

Look how the old buildings are all crooked and stuff!

The view from our hotel room at the Maison Dupuy.

Here is Kentie eating Cafe Au Lait and Beignets at the Cafe Du Monde.

Kent eyeing a cool old Jeep at the National World War II Museum

More fun at the WWII museum. Kent's victory pose.

Kent on the Natchez Riverboat. We rode it down the Mississippi River.

Can you see my nasty sunburn?

Here lies Marie Laveau, VooDoo Queen of New Orleans!

Mmmm. Breakfast in the Quarter.