Parting of the ways

After nearly 3 weeks joined at the hip we went our separate ways this morning. G headed for the next-door jazz museum followed by a local market.

I took my own private (well it was early Sunday morning) streetcar to the National WW11 Museum. A random choice, I didn’t even know it existed, but it had been strongly recommended by an American couple we had chatted to way back on the QM2. It was a quite astonishing museum, quite the most comprehensive display I have seen on WW11, albeit from a US point of view.

Back to meet up at our hotel then out for a late lunch. Shared a burger and fries but needed our own cakes & coffees. Not been convinced by iced coffee before but when it is as hot as it is here I might be converted.

This afternoon’s museum was a little strange. One complete floor covered the disastrous Hurricane Katrina and the other the slightly more photogenic Mardi Gras including the spectacular costumes and the odd Lego building.

Speaking of silly outfits a local park was hosting a wedding photoshoot and the choice of suit/trainer combo for the participants caught my eye. Is this a thing now and I am just showing my age again?

Enjoyed chilling out listening to a busker, then passed Tennessee Williams house, numbered 632 and a half, on our way to Preservation Hall to hear some jazz. Pretty good it was too, although they didn’t allow any photos during the show.

Did some wandering about the local streets before going back to finish our stack of Blue Moons instead of any food.Read more