Went to garden district to check out the colonial architecture. It was nice but nothing
novel. Have seen the same in Savannah, Charlseton etc.
Street Car (Tram)
Took the 'tram' service along the historic garden district. Got down at Audobon park with
the intent of visiting the insectarium but learned that the insectarium was all the way in the
opposite direction at Canal street. So, took the tram back slowly all the way back.
Insectarium
As I got in, there were too many sections on insects which I had no interest in. So, I went all
the way down to the butterfly garden which felt like an entrance into heaven. Walk in a little further
to reach heaven. So myriads of beautiful butterflies trapped in conditioned well lit well fed environment.
In the matrix, never to see the real world. I quickly became a sight myself, standing on the parapets to photograph the butterflies, photographing butterflies sitting on my nose, jeans, neck etc.
When you look at one beautiful butterfly picture, you can never tell the real physical labor that goes into getting it done.I was sweating, with the heat lights almost touching my neck as I stood on the garden parapets to get better shots.I stopped not because I was done but because I was hungry.
Gumbo
Alligator and Duck gumbo is what I had at the Palace Cafe further down the street.
Then I took the street car back to the garden district and completed the entire train ride.
It was the most inefficient thing to do but it was the best way to squander away time.
Oysters
On the way back, I stopped at a spot that said "Po Boys" as eating a po boy is part of New Orleans travel. Instead, I took a Daiquri and went to the next restaurant "Cooter house" where I went to eat po boys but had oysters instead ( fried first but then I realized that what I really needed was raw oysters with the nasal horse radish and I had that. Next, went to a french bakery and had strawberry 'cake' which was really good.
Meanwhile, the Daiquiri was numbing me and I realized why you should not Daiquiri. I got off from the tram at the right spot and got to my car.
French market
Drove to French market which was among the sights that Fodors recommendeds. It was again a nice trip to the past. And as luck would have it, it was right by the mississippi river and the perfect spot to watch the fireworks. An elderly Japanese writer-man came and sat by me and explained about his thesis on 'And/Or' which explains everything in the universe. He was a nice smart old man and we had good conversations.
Fireworks
The fireworks is the best that I have seen so far.
There was no disappointment at all which is usually what comes with trying to get wowed by fireworks. I was not the only one surprised.
The crowd cheered in surprise as the festivities in the sky unfolded.
Catfish poboy
From french market, had a catfish poboy. Nice fresh fish, one thing off the list.
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