The Presbytere, the Historic New Orleans Collection, Preservation Hall

Our third day in New Orleans and we're still the Only Europeans Left Alive in the whole state of Louisiana, or so we thought until we crossed some Italian guys today. Other than that, almost all tourists here are American, with a few Asian and Latin American representatives. It's an odd feeling when all the… Continue reading The Presbytere, the Historic New Orleans Collection, Preservation Hall

The French Quarter, the Steamboat Natchez

The wonders of jetlag: After having travelled for 22 hours yesterday, today I woke up at six in the morning lucid enough to perform surgery. It didn't help, of course, that right outside our house was a talented songbird that could effortlessly switch between the tunes of "backing forklift", "pedestrian crossing streetlight signal" and "burglar… Continue reading The French Quarter, the Steamboat Natchez