On June 27, 1998, Alexander stepped off an airplane, was strapped
into a cab, and whisked to New Orleans' famous French Quarter. The French
Quarter is one of the nation's oldest, most historic, most charming,
and, according to a series in the New Orleans Times Picayune,
most termite-infested neighborhoods.
New Orleans is a city renowned as the home of jazz and jambalaya, Emeril LaGasse and Paul Prudhomme, steamboats and gumbo, and one of the world's biggest parties, the annual Mardi Gras festival. Alex and his parents enjoyed four days strolling about this delightful Southern town, where the pralines are plentiful, the nearest voodoo doll is only footsteps away, and Confederate flags are few and far between. As always, Alexander's travel adventures are faithfully captured for the devoted readers of The Alexander Home Page. So sit back, grab yourself a po' boy, and savor the flavor of New Orleans, Louisiana.
RiverwalkAt some point in the 1980's, somebody in New Orleans apparently decided that tourists may want to shun the quaint little shops in the French Quarter in favor of a suburban-style shopping mall. From this burst of inspiration arose Riverwalk, a lengthy mall that stretches along the banks of the Mississippi River. |
At left, Alexander poses with his father in front of Riverwalk's Mardi Gras store, which sells colorful masks and clothing. At right, Alex discovers a familiar face in front of the Warner Bros. store. While this excitable waterfowl is known to the masses as "Daffy Duck," Alex, for some unknown reason, insists on referring to him as "Bobby Duck." Alex was delighted to find Bobby Duck in New Orleans, and spent a long time hovering around this giant statue.
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Dining in New Orleans
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