It was October 2016.
Our first hour in New Orleans on a steamy hot summer’s night, was a challenging one, as we stood outside our AirBnB with no one answering the door.
Ok, let’s not panic.
What’s to panic about, we were just standing on the kerb in an unknown neighbourhood, no mobile/phone coverage and standing out like sore thumbs.! Nothing to worry about as there was not a thing we could do about it, so we stood and waited. We didn’t need to wait long as eventually, the owners arrived home.
After 30+ hours on a train, we were in dire need of a shower and had a huge desire to lay horizontally; both came after we had a chat and cuppa with our hosts. Funnily enough, both are kiwis, well one full blown one and the other half American and half kiwi. Which is one of the reasons why we chose to stay at their AirBnB, to hear their experience of being expats living New Orleans.
This city is raw, and in your face, sadly many of its residents do have a significant problem with alcohol, this gem of information was eagerly relayed to us by our taxi driver at the same time as he happily told us in detail how he knifed a passenger last year. It was all in self-defence, so justified he reckoned!!. This comment made the squire, and I look at each other with eyebrows raised and thinking, some people do have a tough life!!
Another funny moment, with the emphasis on the weird and not so funny. We were walking around town, and this chap came up to me and said: “You look like a gal, who would get me Liquored-up” Being a polite visitor to New Orleans I only used “F*ck off” once, and it worked, as he didn’t seem to understand the friendly version. Some people don’t, for some reason. Even with these moments, we felt safe to wander around the streets and walked back to our AirBnB in semi-darkness with no hassles.
All that aside it is one of the most fascinating cities we have visited. It’s a walkable city, though we did have to walk across a two-lane street to get to the next part of town, without a crossing or lights. There are bikes that can be hired in numerous places around the city. I had the opportunity to try one owned by our Airbnb hosts, Rick and Liz. Note the beads on the handlebars these are given out at Mardi Gras time. We were given some when we flew out to Houston, which was a fun thing to happen on our exit from a very eccentric city.
Come on gals and guys,
get your Boogie Woogie on
get on down and visit,