Well, so I now also know, another place that one must go to while in New Orleans is Cafe Du Monde. This is THE place to go for beignets and coffee. The place is really big, probably three or four times bigger than this photo here shows including an indoor seating area. There is also a to-go window. There wasn't any seating available that we could see, and the line waiting for seating was pretty long, so we decided to get into the 'to-go' line. This was pretty long too, but we were willing to wait. We had no more gotten into line, when a waiter approached us and asked us if we wanted to place our to-go order with him. Why sure! :)
Upon leaving Cafe Du Monde, we went walking along the streets of the French Quarter. There are many street performers along the streets, whether playing instruments, alone or with others, or such as this man, performing a type of street mime. It was fun watching Allison watch them. :) This guy was really good.
And...here it is...Bourbon Street. I need to be about 20 years younger to really appreciate Bourbon Street the way it needs to be appreciated....and without a child in tow. In fact, it was about 5:30 in the evening, and we wanted to go into an establishment and listen to some jazz, but when we walked in, we were told that we couldn't bring Allison in. I understand why, it's a law that no one can be in them who is under 21, but that did make it really difficult for us. We did finally find a place that had an outdoor "garden" area, and there was a little jazz group performing live, so that worked out really well.
While we were in the garden area listening to the band, Allison worked on her postcards to her grandmas and to her class at school.
Bourbon Street was an experience...people can drink while out on the streets; there is just a loud mix of different genres of music exuding from the many different bars and drinking establishments; there are touristy trinket shops mixed in with voodoo and dark arts; and the adult shops intermingled in was something I wasn't prepared. I was glad that Allison didn't really discern some of these things, or at least she didn't mention them to me. I cannot even imagine what it must be like during Mardi Gras. The streets are very narrow thanks to the age of the area, predating automobiles, etc. I cannot even fathom all the people and craziness.
Yes, I guess I'm getting too old....

