Yesterday was like the twelve days of Christmas, all in one!
We parked in a lovely state park with lots of greenery right on the edge of town, on the banks of Lake Cataouatche (“cat-ah-watche-ee”). Drove two blocks to the six-lane road that swept us into town (I’m told it’s not “naw-lins”, but rather “new-aw-lins”).
Headed straight to the French Quarter. Traffic. Tiny streets like Europe. Tight, tight parking. Lil Taxi!
Bourbon Street on a weekday night is manageable, but still nuts!
In the midst of all the commercial chaos, retail smash-and-grab, and high volume live music of the French Quarter: the Cathedral-Basilica of Saint Louis, King of France. It has the distinction of being the oldest continuously operating cathedral in the United States. The cathedral faces Jackson Square, a lovely park that is closed at night; both church and park were specially lit for the holiday season.