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  • Day214

    New Orleans - Airport

    August 2, 2017 in the United States

    Nach 4 Nächten LA ging es mit Delta nach New Orleans. Auf dem Flug in der 737 gab es volles Entertainment. Damit hatten wir gar nicht gerechnet und waren hocherfreut.

    In New Orleans angekommen wurden wir mit einem kleinen Golfcaddy zu unserer Autovermietung gebracht. Dort haben wir ein Auto Upgrade bekommen und fahren jetzt zum Glück mit Tempomat durch die Gegend.

    Unsere Fahrt ging direkt nach Mobile, Alabama, bzw. Spanish Fort. Wir fuhren damit von Louisiana, durch Mississippi nach Alabama. Begrüßt wird man hier an der Staatsgrenze nach Alabama mit "Welcome to Sweet Home Alabama". Ohrwurm des Songs ist damit wohl immer garantiert. Hier besuchen wir David's Arbeitskollegen David und seine Tochter Julia. Namenstechnisch sind wir uns also schon mal einig.Read more

  • Day224

    New Orleans - Caroline's Home

    August 12, 2017 in the United States

    Em Ei Es Es Ei Es Es Ei Pipi Ei!
    Wir sind am Mississippi angekommen, der Hauptader der amerikanischen Flussschifffahrt. Doch damit nicht genug, wir waren auch sehr amerikanisch unterwegs.

    Denn heute ging es mit David in seinem Ford F-150 XLT Pickup Truck Richtung New Orleans. Dieser ist riesig und hat einen 5,7 Liter V8. Sehr standesgemäß. Wir freuten uns wie die Schneekönige auf der Fahrt. Gleichzeitig lernten wir auch die Vorteile eines solchen Gefährtes kennen. Auf der rechten Spur direkt vor uns platzte der Reifen eines LKWs, das hat geknallt wie Sau, dann flog der Mantel des Reifens in die Höhe und landete direkt vor uns auf der linken Spur. Mit unserem Mietwagen wäre das ein Problem gewesen. So haben wir uns zwar erschreckt, aber sind dann direkt drüber gebrettert ohne das etwas passiert ist.

    In New Orleans angekommen fuhren wir direkt ins bekannte French Quarter. Dieses sieht tatsächlich nicht typisch amerikanisch aus, sondern eher europäisch. Die Leute wiederum, die heute hier herum liefen, erinnerten uns an Köln. Sowohl Männlein als auch Weiblein hatten rote Kleider an. Sie nahmen an einer Charity teil. Dabei ging es allerdings weniger darum gutes zu tun und mehr darum viel zu trinken.

    Wir besuchten Caroline in ihrem Shop für teuren Schmuck und parkten danach den Truck in einem Parkhaus. Zu Fuß machten wir uns auf den Weg durch das Viertel. Alle Menschen waren voll, laut und gut drauf wie an Karneval. Es war ehrlich gesagt sehr anstrengend. Wir merken, wie sehr es uns schafft, wenn hundert Leute im Weg stehen, rumschreien oder betteln, besonders wenn man nüchtern ist. Ohne rotes Kleid gehörte man eh nicht dazu.

    Wir gingen etwas abseits ins El Gato Negro, einem Mexikaner und hatten Margaritas, Sangria und Guacamole mit Tacos. Sehr lecker und echt lustig. David ist einfach ein entspannter Kerl und wir hatten ein gutes Gespräch. Danach sind wir am Mississippi entlang zurück zum Auto. Dieser sieht sehr vergleichbar mit der Elbe aus.

    Am Parkhaus nahmen wir leider die falsche Treppe und gingen den Notausgang hoch. Hier hatten es sich über die Jahre wohl einige Obdachlose gemütlich gemacht und Essensreste, Cent Stücke, Tücher, aber auch leider Verdauungsendprodukte auf dem Boden verteilt. War ziemlich widerlich, aber auch ganz schön witzig, wo wir da wieder reingeraten sind. Es war aber keiner der Bewohner zu Hause.

    Wir fuhren schon mal zu Caroline's Wohnung und warteten dort auf sie. Ihre Katze und Julia haben sich auf Anhieb gut verstanden und es wurde wie verrückt gekuschelt. Die Katze genoss die Aufmerksamkeit sehr.

    Zusammen ging es dann abends in ein schickes Restaurant. Hier hatten wir sehr leckeres Essen. Am Anfang waren wir stark erschüttert von den Preisen, aber am Ende haben wir doch noch etwas passendes gefunden. Sowohl Fisch mit grünen Tomaten und Salat, als auch eine Fischravioli und das Gumbo (typisch New Orleans und ähnlich eines Gulasch) waren top. Wir schnackten erst viel über die schönen Seiten des Weltreise und nach dem Essen dann über die ekeligen oder schlechten Geschichten. War sehr amüsant das Ganze nochmal Revue passieren zu lassen.
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  • Day19

    Oak Alley Plantation

    March 20, 2017 in the United States

    Heute habe ich mich von New Orleans auf den Weg nach Baton Rouge gemacht. Auf der Fahrt bin ich bei der Evergreen Plantation angehalten. Auf dieser Plantage steht das Haus, das als Drehort für Django Unchained genutzt worden ist. Big Daddy's Haus.
    Den Nachmittag habe ich auf der Oak Alley Plantation verbracht und viele Fotos geschossen.

  • Day49

    Visiting Friends - Vinton, LA

    April 8 in the United States

    Back to where it all started in 2001!!!
    We bought our first motorhome from Ernie & Pat and have stayed friends ever since. Good to spend time catching up with them and their lovely family. Excellent dinner of shrimp, sausage and chicken gumbo with rice and potato salad with pecan fudge brownies to follow.

  • Day104

    New Orleans (NOLA)

    July 3, 2015 in the United States

    It's time to party! After another long day of multiple flights and buses we arrive in NOLA (New Orleans, Louisiana).

    We're staying about a 15min walk from the French Quarter in the Seventh Ward. It's a lot more 'authentic' then we expected as we cautiously walk through the majority Africa American neighborhood to our airbnb place! It's pouring down rain and it's takes a while to get a hold of our host. Dhileep and Emily arrive late after flying in from Vancouver and are perplexed as to why we are staying in the Ghetto........

    The accomodation is what they call a shotgun apartment. A very narrow apartment with 1 row of rooms throughout. Our room is at the front followed by a utility room, the hosts bedroom (separated by sheets hanging from the roof), another airbnb room, the kitchen and then the bathroom. It's a very weird setup having to walk through a makeshift corridor (demarcated with sheets) just to get to the bathroom. Our hosts are weird and act like hermits so we don't see them much.

    Day 1
    We hungrily stroll into the French quarter and make the mistake of stopping at the first Po Boy joint (popular over stuffed sub) we see. We started saying hello to all the locals in our district and suddenly realized how stereotypical we had become. Everyone was so friendly and all of a sudden we felt welcomed to be in this neighborhood.

    Suki signed us up for a walking tour which was way too informative for the blistering heat and humidity - so we all agreed to bail and had cocktaiks on Bourbon st before returning home to drink beer all arvo. We make friends with Erin (the other airbnb guest) and she plays some live music with a guitar we found in the house as we manage to drink all the beers in the fridge.

    It's time for dinner and we're ready to go after researching all the fancy restaurants. The French Quarter is alive and starting to look like a street festival so it's time for a round of the infamous 'Hand Granedes' (1L cocktails in a grenade shaped plastic yard glass). It's worth noting that one of the perks NOLA is the ability to legally drink in the street! The hand grenades certainly did their magic and our ambitions of eating over priced ribs in an expensive hotel are unanimously substituted for take away monster pizza slices and chicken wings. Another hand grenade and we decide to head home. It's only 1030pm but feels like we've been awake for days.

    Day 2
    Slow start with minor hangovers, we went for another stroll into town for brunch at a place called the Rose Piroud. The food is incredible and we got the eggs benny with alligator sausage. Later that arvo we had a stuffed seafood and sweet 'bignets' (donut shaped pastries) before we went on a swamp tour (see our separate blog).

    Got back to town at 7pm and went to the Royal Oyster Bar and had a New Orleans tasting plate showing case the creole highlights of jimbolaya and gumbo with a side of a half dozen oysters. The booze kept on flowing and we walked over to Marigny district and checked out the nightlife in Frenchman St popping into a few different jazz. Def a much better place for nightlife then the crowded drunken French quarter! Suki demanded fried chicken so we walked all the way back to Bourbon St.

    Day 3
    Another slow start. Got a cab to the posh 'garden district' and had a nice brunch at Coulis then walked around checking out the fancy mansions and the cemetery. A quick afternoon nap was required to get ready to celebrate 4th July.

    We wonder back to the French quarter expecting mayhem but it's almost dead. We crowd alongside the Mississippi River and watch the fireworks. The vibe just isn't alive as we try to find some busy bars with live music. 1L frozen margaritas all round as we slowly wonder back home.

    Time has flown the last few days as we say goodbye so Dhilleep, Emily and our new friend Erin. It's the end of another adventure for Team Brown. #TB
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  • Day104

    Swamp Tour

    July 3, 2015 in the United States

    With a recommendation from a friend, Dhilleep convinced that we had to do the 'swamp tour' in the Bayou river. With low expectations we jumped on a bus and headed on a 1 hour trip outside of town. We arrived and the info centre and were amazed to see a Albino alligator! These white chocolate looking reptiles are only ever raised in captivity due to inability to camoflague from predators, poor eyesight and the fact they get sunburnt haha

    It's time to board the pontoon boat and we meet our redneck captain Louis who has spent his whole life living here and hanging out with alligators. We slowly cruise down the river and onto to offshoots to track them down. We come to a little bay and Louis throws marshmallows all around the boat whilst making his gator call 'errrrrr yup yup yup'. Instantly a few gators start approaching the boat. The marshmallows are the perfect snack to attract the gators due to the vibrations they make when the hit and float of the surface of the water and the white colour.

    Further down the river we bank against a small island and Loius does his famous gator call and jumps off the boat (armed only with a knife) into the island and to our surprise hand feeds the gators raw sausages.

    It's time to head back and along the way Louis pulls out two tiny baby gators that were in a bucket in the back of the boat and hands then round for everyone to hold - best pet ever!

    Back on the bus and it's time to head back to the city. What an awesome afternoon and brilliant tour!
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  • Day14

    Rain. The american way.

    June 10, 2016 in the United States

    Suddenly the heavens opened.
    Washing the car nicely.

    And another fellow that might not enjoy the sudden downpour as much, as his side window was busted.

    Not that different from the rest of his truck. 😁

  • Day6

    Driving with a hangover...great idea :-\

    April 21 in the United States

    I am never drinking again.... not with Mississippi hillbillies anyways. The cinnamon whisky, Miller Lite, caramel Schnaps, and let’s not forget the crawfish and sausage were not very nice to me the next morning. After waking up at 10 in the morning, I literally grabbed my stuff together and hit the road as soon as possible. What seemed like a great evening yesterday (which I truely believed that evening), could also be described in a more sober/ realistic way: Totally racist, drunk trailer trash people carrying knives and guns... So not to to tempt faith too much, I took off as fast as I could.
    Don’t get me wrong, it was a great experience, but somehow some voice in my head said that this could have ended a lot different....
    But.. We survived once more, and now I am heading into the sunset again.
    I decided that I had seen enough of the swampland, racist hillbillies, and apparently there was more to come when i would go down south even more.. So I desided to leave Mississippi, and head east towards Texas. I didn’t drive far, and found a nice quiet campsite where I would stay for 2days just to recover from driving I had done all week. Too bad not many people were around to talk to, but somehow I did not care. just needed a good night sleep, get new provisions, and clean the septic tank... yes one of the better jobs when traveling with an RV.

    Warm regards, and talk soon!

    BTW here are some random pictures, as this day photography was not on my to do list...
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