Josephine Guest House
Travel Blogs from New Orleans
The Good, The Bad and The Ugly
... and all of my friends from the night before were also going on it. Furthermore they were all feeling completely fine, even though we had all roughly been drinking the same amount. First clue. Anyway I managed not to throw up for the entire swamp tour until we got back to the hostel and then I ran to the toilet. The swamp itself was pretty cool. We saw some alligators but since it was cool and the sun was setting we didn't see as many as we would have in the morning. There ...
History Behind the Restaurant
... was to report, the sisters died within two months of each other in the winter of 1944. They lie side by side at St. Louis Cemetery No. 3, united in death as in life.
"Someone asks me about the two sisters every day. They are surprised to hear that my brother and I are not related to the two sisters, yet we own and run the Court of Two Sisters.
I explain that after the two sisters ...
Jambalaya crawfish pie and file gumbo
... able to work hard in the mornings and indulge a bit during the day. We hit the road about lunchtime headed for New Orleans, a 5-hour drive that ended up being 6 and a half with traffic.
We stopped along the way at Taco Bell, delicious but cheap, awesome! We arrived in NO about 7pm, we were greeted with quite a scary looking RV park, if you could call it that. We locked and double ...
Art Galleries and Airports
... Cindy had arranged for a cabbie friend of hers to pick us up. Our long flight home had us back in Canada after 11pm and we finally landed exhausted in our bed after midnight. It had been a marvelous week.
The friendly people, the unique landscape, the beautiful architecture, the rich history, the culinary magic, and the irresistible music combined to make this an adventure long to be ...
New Orleans & Hurricane Cocktails!
... the famous Bourbon Street where all the pubs are. We went to a strip bar (to see what it was like), a Voodoo House of Magic and a pub called Pat Obrien’s which invented a cocktail called the Hurricane. Our tour guide warned us about this famous cocktail because it tastes like fruit juice. After a Hurricane we decide to meet our tour group at a pub called the Texas Cowboy. On the way, I got some Mardi gras beads from some old guys (they love Aussie women) ...