Please don’t stop the music

The first place that Dane and I ever talked about visiting was New Orleans. Four years and just under 20 countries later, we finally made it. Seriously, we flew around the world before we made it to NOLA.

It was glorious. Rich food, incredible musicians, charming architecture, what’s not to love?

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Things I learned/recommendations in New Orleans:

  • Visit Bourbon Street if you are in the mood to get fairly plastered and want to dance to very loud music. Dane and I stopped by very briefly on Saturday night, and I turned to him and channeled Danny Glover.
  • Prepare yourself for some high-calorie, heavy food: deep fried, french bread, and cream based sauces galore. It’s amazing. We particularly enjoyed:
  • Almost every location is haunted. NOLA is steeped in history and culture, and voodoo and hoodoo play important roles. I didn’t realize that I had booked us at a haunted hotel, until I noticed that every tour group stopped in front of our hotel and gesticulated at the building we stayed in (building 5 of Hotel Provincial). I guess the ghosts didn’t find us particularly interesting as they didn’t come out to say hello, but we had a lovely stay regardless.
  • I love sazeracs. I loved them long before New Orleans, and I fell in love with them all over again. I enjoyed one (ok, maybe two) almost every night we were there, and every location’s offering is oh-so-slightly distinct. I couldn’t pick my favorite, but highly recommend that it is made with Sazerac Rye Whiskey.
  • Walking around the French Quarter is quite easy and relaxing. The street performers there deserve to be on stage, and I was particularly impressed by a fiddler who switched from a jaunty tune to a classic Pachelbel.

Visiting New Orleans reinforced that good food and music nourish the soul. The music is everywhere, and it is good. When we woke up in the morning, there was a jazz band already going strong outside our window. When we went to bed, they were still going strong. I imagine that they never stopped.