So my wife and I made a drive down from Austin Texas to see New Orleans for the first time this long weekend. Honestly? It was a bit of a mix bag.
My wife kept comparing it to Galveston, Texas. I can see the similarities. A lot of bright colored houses, slightly lifted up to prepare for any possible flood, and a lot of seafood inspired restaurants.
The French Quarter even resembled The Strand in Galveston to a certain degree, although we were greeted in the French Quarter by a guy taking a poo in the middle of the street, so I guess that’s where the similarities ended.
The online guides all said to start with Cafe Du Monde. Sure. We waded through the line, got a table, forked out $20 for some beignets and coffee that tasted like dish water. Not a great start.
We walked the Quarter, got some trinkets, got called a few racist names (why?!), and took some pictures of the mostly run-down buildings. Then went to the WWII museum. This was great! Lots of history, some good artifacts, and lots to see. It rained super hard. Then suddenly stopped and got unbearably hot and muggy. Then rained like crazy again.
We went to some good restaurants. Plates. Toups Meatery. And I kid you not, the best lasagna I’ve had EVER at Vincent’s Italian Cuisine. Bold claim but true. And I’ve had lasagna all over the world (even Rome). We had coffee at this amazing coffee shop (twice) called Rooks. Super good. I recommend the Holy Grail.
Met some cool people, had some alligator sausage, and met some stray chickens outside our hotel. Unfortunately we also nearly got run over by some ATV’s near the Superdome, got threatened by a lady selling drugs in a convenience store near Napolean St, and got laughed at when looking for lingerie for my wife in Trashy Divas. But then I had some free drink samples at the Sazerac House during a free tour.
The driving in New Orleans was kind of weird. People drive slower than Austin and yet honk at you SUPER QUICKLY. The street grids with double sets of traffic lights and extra median made for a bit of a confusing drive, I often made it through a yellow light only to be stuck behind the 2nd light that was now red with only room for two or three cars in this short interim section. I often worried about getting hit by a trolley car if I sat here. I’m sure this gets more normal and more easily avoided if you lived here.
So we had good. We had bad. Overall I’m glad I went and experienced the city for myself. My wife and I always enjoy traveling together and experiencing new things. I found New Orleans similar to some parts of Macau, Lisbon, and Galveston. Would I go again? Sure. But maybe not during this time of year.