Painting on the pillars under the
overpass in New Orleans.
Fats and his musical buddies. A beloved pet in front of his owner's establishment on Bourbon Street.
The Cafe Du Monde Coffee and Chicory is traditionally served Au Lait, mixed half and half with hot milk. Of course, people have preferences and you can put your order in, for how you prefer your coffee--I had hot cocoa. Geri and I also had beignets, which are fried fritters drenched in powdered sugar. They are served in orders of three, so we split one of them! YUMMY~~~~nice afternoon break from shopping the funky stores and much lower priced market, which was just down the street.
Some of the alleys were spiffed up with plants and hanging pieces of art. You really need to walk slowly, trying to take it all in. I'm sure we missed wonderful streets, great art, and fantastic music, but that gives us a reason to return to this fun city of New Orleans!
We saw a lot of "Wildlife" near Bourbon St. but not of the kind in the above sign! We saw this sign several times along the road going into the National Park, near Biloxi, Mississippi. We did not see turtles, or any other life at the park. The volunteer on duty, the day we were there, explained how the Nature Center was 5 feet under water. Five feet of water basically destroyed the displays and the building needed to be renovated. If the building was under 5ft. of water the surrounding preserve, where the birds and animals lived, was 15 feet under water. The building being on the highest ground in the park.
With all the flooding, from Katrina, the park is just coming back from the destruction. The birds and animals have all but disappeared. It will take time for the plants to return--so the birds and animals will return when the plants are there for food and shelter.
It certainly wakes you up to realize that not only the people but every living thing was affected by the destruction of such a major hurricane.
very interesting summary about the area 5 ft under. I love Cafe du Monde (or however it is spelled) Had some beignets there w/ my mother and sister in 1963--shortly after my dad had died.
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