I cant begin to describe how much I enjoyed this place.
Dont get me wrong there were some pritty bad areas, really really poor areas, some quite seedy areas, but all that was made up for by the magic at the French Quarter and especially on Frenchman St. What a find that was.
After I dropped Sammy & Chris off at their very swanky hotel, I made my way to the state park where I would set up camp for two nights. After initially driving through a quite bad area the state park was a gem. Newly built camping areas with swimming and wave pools (although not open now lol). It was a great spot.
The first niht I took advantage of the free laundry and then headed out for a wonder where I quickly turned back and went straight back to my tent. Very intimidating area lol.
The second day is when things picked up. After finding out about a free ferry that meant I didnt have to negotiate the free for all spaghetti junction again I promptly got packed up and left the campsite. Upon arrival into the city I headed straight for the big buildings which you can safely assume is downtown. I was drawn into a very fancy looking shopping centre and after a quick boring walk around, email exchange and a starbucks I was reliably informed to head to the french quarter and especially frenchman st a few blocks from the quarter. This is where the locals go.
As I was walking towrds the quarter and half mulling over whether I should go somewhere with the word french in the title I was stopped in my tracks by the sweet sound of the saxaphone in a bar. From then on I made it my mission to see as much of New Orleans as I could regardless of titles. What a good decision it was aswell, because that quarter was filled with quaint little oneway streets which were engulfed by balconies draped with hanging baskets filled with colour. Nice little art galleries showcasing some great paintings aswell as of course the music, which is just everywhere.
Now the famous Bourbon St is apparently where its at. And I have to admit it was kind of cool. Just a little too much neon lights for my taste, although that being said I did find what little bar tucked away in an alleyway. In here were three guys jamming away and also playing classics like ‘mack the knife’! I spent a good few hours here just relaxing and taking it in.
Then it happened. I walked around for sometime and decided to head to this frenchman st. I fugured if its where the locals go, then it must be good. I was not let down. Only a few bars but none of the neon signs inviting you in. Just simple local bars with good local music. I made my way into one bar and fell in love with the place. It was quiet, hardly anybody in there and as previously discussed I dont really like people so this was my kind of place. Beer was a bit pricey but totally worth it when the sound of drums, bass guitar and the sax flowed into my ears. No singing, no covers. These guys were just jamming, and it was fantastic. I stayed there for the rest of the night, I only dragged myself away because I needed to catch the last ferry. But I wouldnt have minded be in stuck in there. Also the barmaids were right fitties! If only I could hear what they were saying. Loud music and a deaf ear dont mix well Il tell you that.
So to anyone thinking of going to New Orleans, get there as soon as you can, its is awsome. To anyone not thinking of it, then shame on you.
If you like music, if you like loud bars, quiet bars, jazz, swing, even a bit of the eagles then this place is a good way to get it. I loved it here and would happily go back anytime. I loved the look of the place, the sound of the place, the atmosphere, everything.