New orleans, louisina
We left Bridge City after eating breakfast with a sunrise morning view over a nearby lake, with the course set for the Cajun heart of USA, New Orleans. Alexander had visited NOLA ten years ago with his friends, and was eager to return. The drive was fairly short and we arrived at our hotel in the late afternoon.as
As New Orleans is known for it lively streets, we put Theodor in his pajamas and headed outside. As we approached Bourbon street in the French Quarter, the streets filled up with people and music from the bars and street musicians. Neon signs lit the street and people on the balconies threw beaded necklaces to those on the street. We passed a group of young boys in a tap-shoe battle. From the signs we could tell the Mango Daiquiris are a popular drink and pizza slices the choice of food, However, between sticky bars and pizza joints were fancy restaurants with waiters in tuxedos. We left Bourbon Street to go down quieter streets and and took in the atmosphere and unique architecture of the area. Theodor had not been lulled to sleep more likely the opposite), so we went back to the hotel to put him to sleep, ordered room service and for the first time turned on the TV.
Our breakfast consisted of granola, yogurt, fresh berries and avocado toast from the small café Tout La which is located in the hotel. We also tried a Southern specialty—biscuits and gravy. Basically, it’s a scone-ish thing topped with a grey sauce that in our case contained bits of fried sausage. It doesn’t sound appealing, but seriously, it was amazing. We both agreed that this must be one of the ultimate hangover breakfast foods, and we didn’t even have hangovers!
We left the hotel with no certain destination, but drove to Bywater, which google described as ‘colorful bohemian houses with cafes’. As we drove through the area we saw houses big and small as close as can be. Colorful and creatively decorated, but also all in different stages of decay. Although we were sure there were hidden gems in some of these houses, we Stroll in the garden and beignets from Café du Monde.
With a promise to return someday and party all night in the streets of NOLA, we drove onwards towards our next destination. On the way, we stopped at an alligator ranch, or rather alligator sanctuary, in Moss Point, Mississippi. The difference between an alligator farm and a sanctuary, is that the former turns the animals into handbags, belts and wallets, while the latter doesn’t (Alexander could use a new belt, though, so we probably should have gone to another place!). The ranch wasn’t very big, but they had a lot of very beautiful and active alligators (apparently, they could sense that tomorrow was feeding day, since they followed one of the keepers around from the waters). Theodor even got to pet a baby alligator, while Alexander was holding it! The ranch also had two of the most massive gators we have ever seen, and one bumped right into a bridge on which we were standing, which made the whole thing shake!
