Andre and I spent the beginning of the month in sunny, sweaty New Orleans. As per our new travel tradition (imposed by yours truly), we signed up to see the city and learn some local history on two wheels.
We opted for a Creole bicycle tour of the city’s colourful neighborhoods with the highly recommended Confederacy of Cruisers. Unlike Montreal, our tour guide cautioned us, New Orleans is not crisscrossed with fancy segregated bike lanes. No, here we rely on the kindness of drivers and good old fashion politeness. Yes, it sounded foreign to me too.
The residential streets of New Orleans are lined with intricate balconies and brightly coloured shot-gun houses, allegedly named because if one were to open the front door and back door, one could fire a shot through one side and clean out the other. Yes, according to our very knowledgeable tour guide, these houses were built without hallways, meaning that it was necessary to travel through each room to get from one end of the house to the other (aka zero privacy).
While downtown New Orleans is vibrant and many of the residential areas are charming to the point of adorable, you can’t help but notice the devastating effects of Katrina. Seven years later, we still came across neighborhoods dotted with condemned homes and houses with dates and numbers indicating when it was searched for inhabitants back in 2005. Our tour guide pointed out that while these markings may seem to be a sad reminder of the past, they may also be interpreted as symbols of hope, strength and survival.
‘Gator Cuddling 101?
1. Find a swamp.
2. Find a ‘gator.
3. Feed him marshmallows
4. Give him cuddles.