On the way to Texas to teach police I always try to stop in New Orleans for a night. My second trip to New Orleans last year I met some people at Cooter Brown's that I'd become friends with and will be staying with them. Cooter Brown's is also the place where I got that Bayou Philly sandwich that I took the picture of earlier. They helped me pick it out. This trip was made more difficult because all the hotels were taken due to the fact that I was arriving in New Orleans the same night the Super Bowl was being held there at the Superdome.(The Baltimore Ravens vs San Francisco 49ers). Luckily Marek and Becky let me stay with them so I didn't have to worry about lodging.
View of Birmingham from the train as I was boarding around lunch.
The Amtrak Station isn't in a good neighborhood there.
A train station we stopped at along the way
Random pic from the train
The Superdome is right behind the train station in New Orleans. I took this picture from the window before getting off the train.
This was a great crawfish boil I got to attend at Mapleleaf's. Becky knew I wanted crawfish last time and didn't get any so she called Marek and I from work to let us know and the place was within walking distance so we headed off down the road around 11:30pm. Had the crawfish, garlic, sausage, boudan. It was a hell of a spread.
After this it was on to Texas the next morning but it wouldn't be my last trip to New Orleans this year.
In April I had to teach a class in Humble, TX so it was back to the ghetto in Birmingham to catch the train.
Random shot from the train leaving Birmingham
Due to all the flooding alot of the graves in this part of Louisiana are above ground there are some huge graveyards here as well as being very old.
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The rail was so low to the water in this area it felt like we were on a boat. |
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The below photos are a series of pics I took at the Amtrak station in New Orleans where the top of the walls contain some interesting artwork that wraps around the entire station I took a pic of all the panels:
Last but not least Becky is a great painter in her own right. Below is a pic on the left side of the bed where I slept.
I love the New Orleans culture