Monday afternoon, we drove into New Orleans. We first stopped and got pictures at the Pelicans’ arena and the Saints’ stadium. Again, the planners did a great job (the teams have the same owner) because you just have to walk across a pedestrian overpass to get from one to the other.
Next stop, the French Quarter. We’ve only ever seen it on TV, whether in the news, programs or movies. It’s a very busy place, and the streets are narrow. Albert navigated the streets with FedExpertise, and we found a parking spot a few blocks away. We walked around the French Quarter for a while. It felt a lot like San Francisco, but with a twist. It was intersting, to say the least.

Jackson Square

This was one building I really wanted to see – rain or shine! And we got both 🙂

And sad. The sidewalks are so narrow. We passed by several people passed out on the sidewalk, their alcohol spilled out on the concrete and they had no idea. One was a young man in his 20’s. He had passed out on a step, no wider than 10″, and he was out cold, with half his body hanging off over the next step. It was heartbreaking. I know God’s heart is so sad when he sees his precious children choosing to live life in a fog. The life they’ve been given slowly dies more and more each day there in that stupor. It was a sad reality. The locals seem very used to it.
After the French Quarter, we headed to the Garden District. There are old, historic homes, old trees, beautiful yards. We parked and took another walk, enjoying the early evening. It’s not every evening one gets to stroll among homes, some who’ve been there since the mid 1800’s.

Can you believe people actually live in these homes? I’m so happy for them!

That’s an actual gas flame burning in the street light. The district is full of these lamps. So cool.