Today we tried to pack in as much as possible. Early this morning we climbed aboard a carriage pulled along by a beautiful mule by the name of Elizabeth for a ride around the French Quarter. The area certainly has a different feel early in the day. It is quiet and not busy at all. As the day progresses it gets very busy and oh so noisy. Every bar and restaurant has a band and they play jazz loudly so, as you walk down the street passed the open windows and doors, you are 'assaulted' by music. In the afternoon we walked to Jackson Square to the Katrina museum. It was very interesting, sad and at times maddening. One can only hope as Hurricane Irma barrels towards Florida that they have learnt their lesson as to how to respond to the needs of the survivors. To think that, supposedly the greatest nation in the world treated people the way they did in the days after Katrina, is frightening and it is very easy to understand the despair and anger. We then wandered home along the famous Bourbon Street where the noise ramps up several decibels. We enjoyed one last drink in the glorious historic Carousel Bar in our gorgeous Hotel Monteleone before going back to our room to pack up ready for the long journey home.
No photos today as we have run out of time and need to get organised. The next time you hear from us will be when we are back on Australian soil on Monday 11 September. See you all then.
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