New Orleans: Day 3

For our last day in New Orleans, we were a little strapped ideas, because almost everything was closed, but that's OK, because we were a little strapped for cash also.  So we did some free things that also avoided requiring someone to work on Christmas Day! 

The very first thing we did was make Dave's parents watch some episodes of "Doctor Who."  Dave and I have been getting into it on Netflix (the new one, not the old one), and we thought his parents would like it a lot.  We were right!  And I got a lot of knitting done, too.

First stop was the St. Louis Cemetery No. 1, but it was closed for the holiday and we couldn't get any pictures.  This was a really neat-looking cemetery that reminded me of the cemeteries in Paris - broken down, above-ground stone tablets, and off-kilter rows.

For lunch, we just ate some cheese, crackers, pears, and sausage at the hotel and watched more Doctor Who.  It was a nice, easy-going lunch!

Next stop was City Park, which I think would have been much prettier in the summer, but nonetheless afforded us some walking and some cute views of nature.

For example, we saw this neat little crane by the side of a creek!

On our way to dinner, we happened upon St. Louis Cemetery No. 3, which boasted some lovely angel statues.  This was particularly appropriate given that we just watched "Blink," the Doctor Who episode with the Weeping Angels.

"Don't blink...don't even blink!"

The cemetery itself seemed much newer than No. 1, as told by its very neat rows of grave sites.

We were a little early for our dinner reservation, so we walked around the block for some final New Orleans shopping.  Dave and I found a shop with rows of perfumes to sample, and the longer we sampled, the stranger the names we came upon.  For example, they sold a perfume called "Obama," with both men's and women's fragrances.  Also "Sex on the Beach," which smelled like suntan lotion, and a strange one called "Fahrenheit," which Dave actually liked the best.  My favorite was probably "Bob Marley."  Oh, and there were other totally non-PG-13 rated fragrance names, none of which smelled anything like you might expect it to smell.  Whatever that means.

Dinner was at the Italian Barrel, which was one of my favorite dinners of the entire visit.  I realize that New Orleans is not known for its Italian food, but we had an amazing cheese plate, some very tasty red wines, and gorgonzola rigatoni (which gets me every time).  It was a great way to end the trip!

This morning, it was sad to leave Dave at the New Orleans airport, but I will see him again soon.  Let the good times roll!