
Mom said New Orleans had a surprisingly
nice botanical garden, considering it was
previously flooded. She would know.
It seemed like a nice picture, but, now thatI've uploaded it... it somehow seems
offensive.
This was my favorite part of the garden.Little models of famous New Orleans
buildings, with a train running through
the little model town.


The train wasn't running at the time becauseof the rain, however, the conductor turned
it on just once so we could see.
Saturday before Easter we made a reservationfor tea at the Windsor Court Hotel. It was good
and bad. The tea room was in the hotel lobby,
which was very lobby-like. Things picked up
with live music (classical of course)... but they
stopped after 15 mins!
Monday after Easter we took the ferry overto the French Quarter, of course.
It was, and is always, beautiful.
Jackson Square.
I love the old streets. I LOVE them.
And I was SO looking forward to eating atthis restaurant, but they were closed. I
took a photo of the sign though because
it was beautiful.
Before we got beignets and went home, westopped by a famous cemetery. It was not
as interesting as I expected. Here, the dead
are buried above ground. This city basically
rests on a swamp, so the ground is very
wet and unstable. I guess they tried their
hardest to bury coffins, but they would always
float right back up to the top! Gross.
