2015 Road Trip Photos #24: New Orleans State of Mind

Katrina Memorial!

This “Scrap House” sculpture is a Hurricane Katrina memorial perched across the street from the Ernest N. Morial Convention Center. One of several surprise finds along our long, dehydrating path.

Over the last several entries in this series we’ve shared large batches of photos and memories from our visits to the National WWII Museum and to Mardi Gras World, but those two locations weren’t the only points of interest we saw on Day Three of our trip. For this episode we backtrack to recapture some of those random bits that made their own impacts on our overall New Orleans experience.

Previously on Midlife Crisis Crossover:

This year’s trip began as a simple idea: visit ostensibly scenic New Orleans. Indianapolis to New Orleans is a fourteen-hour drive. Between our workplace demands and other assorted personal needs, we negotiated a narrow seven-day time frame to travel there and back again. We researched numerous possible routes, cities, and towns to visit along the way in Kentucky, Tennessee, Alabama, and Mississippi. We came up with a long, deep list of potential stops, but tried to leave room for improvisation…

Horse-Head Posts!

Horse-head hitching posts line several streets in the French Quarter, leftovers from old times. Too bad we didn’t bring a horse for hitching. Come to think of it, horses would’ve been much easier to maneuver through the Quarter than our rental car.

Dr. Seuss Gallery!

This random Dr. Seuss art gallery seemed a close cousin to one we’d seen back home in Indianapolis several months earlier. In another ten years maybe these will be franchised and ubiquitous like Starbucks,

Canal Street!

Canal Street is the sharp boundary between the French Quarter and the Central Business District. Past those palm trees New Orleans is a completely different city.

Luzianne Mural!

Along Magazine Street on our way to the National WWII Museum, there’s a mural saluting Luzianne, makers of tea and coffee, including that chicory-flavored coffee so beloved in New Orleans and nowhere else in America.

After the Mardi Gras World shuttle dropped us off, we walked up Peters Street to Peaches Records and spent a while perusing their new and used albums. I picked up a random jazz compilation CD that included Duke Ellington’s original “Caravan”, which sounds markedly different that what Miles Teller played in Whiplash. Anne dug through their Al Hirt vinyl section, hurriedly called her dad, verified they had two albums he didn’t, and insisted on buying them for him. An older lady behind the counter told us about how she knew his family. This stop may be the first time in recorded history that Anne enjoyed a record-store visit as much as I did, if not more.

Peaches Records!

The tricky part: keeping two vinyl records safe over the next four days without damaging or warping them. That became quite the side quest for us.


For the architecture fans: the county appeals courthouse across the street from our hotel.

Omni Royal Orleans!

Speaking of which: here’s our hotel, the historic Omni Royal Orleans. I saved this till now because the photo we took on Day Two was blurry and unusable due to travel jitters.

Omni Chandelier!

Another view of the Omni’s lobby chandelier. Yes, I already posted one, but this was from the other direction, and sometimes fancy chandeliers fascinate me.

"Hurricane Rates Apply"

Bicycle delivery, like air travel, is now apparently fraught with hefty surcharges in the wake of massive historic tragedy.

To be continued!

[Link enclosed here to handy checklist for previous and future chapters, and for our complete road trip history to date. Thanks for reading!]

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