Pride, Jazz, and Art in the Big Easy
Looking back, it’s hard to believe that a person could do SO MUCH in just one day. You may remember that it started off with a tour of St. Louis Cemetery, the home of the Voodoo Queen and the future home of actor, Nicholas Cage. We ended the day walking two miles back to our hotel sometime just after 3am. In between, we experienced pride, jazz, and art in the Big Easy! Join us as we unpack one helluva day in New Orleans.
Trolley Ride and Lunch
Though it was barely 11, the temperature was hovering right around 10,000,000 degrees. Thankfully, the street car had air conditioning and we were able to hop on to head to lunch at the Parkway Bakery and Tavern, the home of the Poor Boy sandwich.
During the depression, Bennie and Clovis Martin, the owners of the diner, wondered what they could feed all the “poor boys” who were out of work. They started selling sandwiches with fried potatoes with a drizzle of beef gravy and hence the Poor Boy was born. We shared just one and couldn’t finish it!
Stroll by the Old Portage and free wine
Stuffed to the gills, we thought it wise to walk to the art museum. Although it wasn’t far, it was hot. We passed a lady sitting in a driveway at one of the fancy homes along the way, who offered us to come inside for a private jewelry show. Not being big on baubles, we politely declined. She then called after us that the house was air conditioned and that they had chilled wine. That was enough to make us turn around and go inside.
The house, the wine and jewelry were all lovely and a great place to pause and catch our breath.
All the Art at NOMA
Started back in 1911 with only 9 pieces of art, the New Orleans Museum of Art has over 50,000 pieces that include Warhol, Monet, Kandinsky, Picasso, and Pollack.
Art in the Park
After strolling the halls for a couple hours, we went outside to enjoy Sydney and Walda Besthoff’s sculpture garden. Not only do they have over 90 amazing pieces on display, the garden itself is absolutely beautiful. Oh and the price? $0.00!
Quick change then dinner
We thought we’d go back to the hotel and enjoy a little time in the rooftop pool. But since it was about 95 degrees and sunny, it turns out a LOT of other people had the exact same idea. (We call that a “Nope”.) So instead of downtime, we got cleaned up and went to dinner at Saint John’s earlier than our reservation. We figured if we couldn’t get in, we could always sidle up to the bar.
Not only did we get in, because we were early, we were treated to the tail end of the “Naked Bicycle Race”. Tail end. Naked race. Get it?? If you’re wondering exactly HOW that would work, you’re not alone.
The food was outstanding as was the wine but we couldn’t stay because it was almost time for the Parade.
The Pride Parade
We watched people streaming to the route from our table on the balcony and made our way towards Bourbon street to catch it. We grabbed a spot on the street outside a balcony and were quickly showered with Mardi Gras beads. Considering the folks on the balcony, I’m pretty sure they were meant for Stephen.
Though he accepted the beads, he modestly kept his shirt in tact. When the parade made it’s way to us, the confetti started and the fun began. We got hugs and high-fives and so much swag, we were 5 pounds heavier when it was done.
Walking to Frenchman
The night before, we walked down Bourbon street and saw the parade of the slovenly drunks and decided we’d try Frenchman street instead. As the sun went down, the temperature cooled and it seemed a great night for a walk. Here a few fun things we saw along the way.
All that Jazz
We made our way over to Three Muses and found a tiny spot where we could share a beer and listen to the band. They wouldn’t let us in unless we ordered food, so we got something fried, some ice cold beer and a band who played with instruments that looked like they were straight out of 1930 – including a wash board!
The Blue Nile
After the old-timey set at Three Muses, we hopped over to the Blue Nile for a set that sounded like Bruno Mars meets the Commodores. It was OFF THE CHAIN!
The Spotted Cat
Some time after 10pm, we went across the street to the Spotted Cat – a tiny club, packed to the door with people who LOVE music. Dr. Sick and the Late Greats opened the set with Harry Belafonte’s “Jump In the Line” and we danced and sang along for HOURS.
The Long Road Home
At some point after 2am, the band took a break and we decided it was as good a time as any to start our mile and half walk back to the hotel. While this picture seems very “stylish”, I was actually just catching my breath before continuing to the front door.
So that’s a wrap on JUST PART of ONE DAY in NOLA. Imagine the trouble we could get into if we were there a whole week! If you like our stories, please follow up on Instagram at The__Travel__Oracle or subscribe to our weekly email blast for absolutely free. Until next time!