Art, Love & Ghosts in New Orleans
You could say I stumbled upon New Orleans by accident. I have to admit I knew nothing about this place except that it was hit by Hurricane Katrina at some point in the past decade. I also knew Mardi Gras began there. If you haven’t heard, my boyfriend ex-boyfriend conveniently decided to tell me he was not coming on the trip the day we were supposed to leave. It’s awesome that I am so flexible and follow my intuition because I ran into the perfect partner in crime, yogi, vegan, and fellow bohemian gal pal, Kindred & she said let’s go!
It was my ex’s idea to go to New Orleans, so I was going with the flow. I decided to stay true to my word and keep my reservation with a couchsurfer and check out this haunted town. It wasn’t until our 4th day in New Orleans that I realized it is one of the most crime-ridden places in the country. We stayed on Frenchmen Street and literally there were no cops in sight. Locals refer to this place as hell. I won’t lie, it felt like hell at times. We are some pretty tough bitches and have no fear, so I am not surprised we ran into (almost) no trouble.
As we pulled into New Orleans, we both had an overwhelming feeling of spirits and ghosts around. We are couchsurfing the whole USA, so we weren’t sure if the feeling of creepiness was the host or the town. Either way we rolled with it. I had dreams I was strangled, tied down and all types of scary-not-normal-get-me-the-fuck-out-of-here things. We did some non-traditional New Orleans things at first, like ate at the only vegan restaurant, and took an aerial yoga class.
Later that night, we went out in the French Quarter and danced to so many live jazz bands. There was an amazing art market that goes all night & we found a bathroom with a piano in it! We danced the night away and got a bike taxi home. We hit it off with the bike taxi and he let us stay with him the next night. Turns out he was a fire dancer and an amazing, beautiful like-minded spirit.
But the truth is… that place is haunted as fuck.
There is not much of a health movement going on there.
We definitely shined the light in one of the darkest places.
We dove in head first to the culture and hung out with locals. My goal is to hear people’s stories, share my experiences and to connect with as many people as possible. So I did just that.
We met AMAZING people with beautiful talents. We bonded and learned about the music culture. No one there is afraid to be themselves, express their individuality and share their light to the world. I say the weirder you are, the cooler you are and that is what I found. Weirdness. The people have extreme pride for their home and it is very inspiring. One thing I want to bring home is how much art is hanging in the streets and to make signs that say love and hang them everywhere! This humbling experience took me further than ever out of my comfort zone. I grew immensely and I thank God for having my back.
Some places to check out:
The Karma Cafe
The Spotted Cat
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