Hilton New Orleans/St. Charles Avenue
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... sell creepy voodoo stuff and run haunted tours of the quarter. I ran out of time for one of these but it's on my list. Sunday evening I think I tipped a total of $6 and saw a full nights live music around the streets. And much better music than fringe buskers. My favourite group was called Dirty feet. I think they were from Oklahoma or something. They were busking to raise money to by alcohol and give their friend returning to the UK a good send off. It had been ...
... it to get to our destination and it was true tourism from the car. We still had Roswell and the Carlsbad caves before we hit Sante fe. Now most may remember the movie, Roswell about alien landings and the tv series with a young Kathryn Hegel, fighting off alien invasions. But all this came from a real life experience in Roswell, New Mexico. Sometime in the 1940s, there was a supposed sighting of an alien landing in Area 51, which according to a few citizens ended ...
... the hurricanes. Alongside our meal came a performance from an excellent jazz trio - who played traditional jazz standards and more modern, upbeat music. They really complimented the feel of the cruise and gave us a great New Orleans sensation. Then, after two hours, we docked back by the riverfront of the French quarter. It hadn't been the most exciting trip we'd ever been in, but it was a piece of "N'awlins" history that we had to experience, and the very fact of being on ...
... from. Hmmm, I dunno about that, I thought those terms came from chimney sweeps, but it sounded good. I looked at names and dates and number of people in these crypts. There were even a few large ones for a nunnery and one for a parish. I walked back past Erin and Wills house, and into the French quarter, Bourbon street. Of course, there were people everywhere, and it still smelt. I found a bar and ordered myself some bar food, and a ridiculously large beer. That beer was ...
... the good parents accolade may have been lost.
Bye bye New Orleans and bye bye Louisiana it had been a blast. The road out of NO is wicked as you drive over an enormous bridge - the biggest in the US - which was gorgeous at sunrise. We quickly passed through Mississippi (again) though this time without stopping. And into Alaaaahbammma. We didn't stop here on purpose except for our third (and hopefully final) encounter with the cops, the first being Las Vegas when ...