I can honestly say there are few experiences on this planet that give you the feeling of Skydiving. While I’d actually gone skydiving in Atlanta back in 2002, I was still a little nervous about jumping out of a perfectly good airplane. The reason I initially went skydiving was to get over my fear of heights. Turns out I was never scared of heights – I was scared of falling. Why not put this theory to the test again?
Anyway, I hop in the car and head 20min outside of New Orleans to Skydive N’Aawlins. These folks provide tandem sky jumps – e.g., you are attached to an instructor during the jump. The process was pretty straight forward – sign your life away, decide whether you want them to film you during the dive, pay your $180 and off you go to the plane.
Since you are flying in a propeller airplane as opposed to a jet – it takes a good 15-20 minutes for you to circle around until you reach your 10,000ft planned altitude. This gives you more time to think about what you are doing and ask yourself – “why the F am I doing this???” Depending on how scared the instructors perceive you to be (the more scared you look, the less they will mess with you), they may crack; “wait, did I sew that hole in this chute or the other one” or “it’s okay to be scared – it’s my first time too”. Nice.
The worst part of Skydiving is when the door is first opened once you reach 10,000ft. WTF!! No matter if it’s 95 degrees outside on the ground – it’s like 60 degrees at 10,000ft. In the winter, 60 degrees is shorts weather – in the dead of New Orleans summer – it’s F’in freezing! Add to this your brain starts to realize that you are so far up you can’t even distinguish cars from buildings – and there’s nothing between you and hitting the top of said building but some nylon and rubber bands – well, it tends to be a little unsettling. I got over it over and jumped!
Here’s the best part of skydiving – floating. The terminal velocity of most humans is about 120mph – and we are going about 105mph. The difference is depth perception. When you drive 105mph on the expressway – you are passing objects, such as other cars, trees, road signs, etc. This helps your brain understand relative speed without looking at the speedometer. In the sky – you aren’t a passing anything – so your brain can’t register the actual speed. This has a sensation of floating – not falling as you would experience in a roller coaster or bungee jumping. It literally feels like you aren’t moving – a feeling of weightlessness. Only bad thing is that it’s over pretty fast – but hey, you could always jump again!
Voodoo Museum & Game
The term “Voodoo” conjures extreme thoughts for those whose knowledge is limited to popular culture – which typically portrays it as some sort of black magic. I figured I take a tour of the official Voodoo museum in the French Market area to get a better idea about this mystical following. It would be nice if after my visit I could have shed some light on the subject, unfortunately that wasn’t the case. Frankly, I really didn’t learn a lot after visiting the museum. That isn’t to say it wasn’t an enjoyable experience – there were plenty of interesting artifacts in the somewhat smallish facility – just nothing that gave me a greater insight into the religion.
The other “Voodoo” in New Orleans is the Arena Football League team. If you’ve never been to an AFL game – you are really missing the action. While these high scoring games look exciting on TV – they are twice as intense in person because you have the sounds (hard hits) to go along with it. On the particular day I went, the Voodoo didn’t do too well – but I didn’t care after watching a 45-36 game. Note: The Arena Football League has shut down as of the summer of 2009.
I could write a seven page article about food in New Orleans. Seems like no matter how long you visit, you never get to go everywhere you’d planned. While the quality of food in this region has earned its well deserved reputation, I was a little surprised there were relatively few places to eat ‘real food’ during the late hours. When ‘Krystals’ is the only thing open at 1am on Bourbon Street – there is seriously a problem. (Insiders know there are a few decent places nearby – but the fact you need to be “in the know” is a problem itself).
In general, food on Bourbon Street is either of the fast food variety or just barely authentic (translation – nasty). That said, there are two places on or near the strip I would recommend. The first is Landry’s Seafood in the French Market. The second – and the best Cajun food I’ve had in a restaurant – is Mulates in downtown New Orleans. Neither is far from the French Quarter – so do yourself a favor and get some real food.
Finally, a short walk to the French Market (Decatur street) will take care of your sweet tooth with some Beignets from the world famous Café du Monde.
For those of you old enough to remember Fantasy Island – I had me a “Da Plane, Da Plane” moment. In my quest to find something new and different to do each vacation, I figured – why not take a Seaplane adventure. A Seaplane is an airplane that can take off and land from a regular runway or a stretch of water. Southern Seaplane is about a 20min drive outside of New Orleans that will take you on a 30-40 minute tours across the region – even landing in the Louisiana Bayou. What was really interesting was the ability to see the post-Katrina landscape from a different perspective than you can at street level. All in all, a pretty decent experience
Cemeteries & Post-Katrina Neighborhoods
Ordinarily, I would never suggest someone visit a cemetery during a vacation. What makes New Orleans a little different is the method in which the departed are buried and the unique demonstration of a Louisiana funeral. Because New Orleans is below sea level, burying the dead 6ft below ground is generally not a good idea. To account for this, cemeteries in New Orleans are filled with above ground Crypts – some over twenty feet high. Most of these plots are designated for a family – meaning an entire generation of ‘Jones’ cold be buried in a large crypt. In addition, since the crypts are above ground they tend to be extremely decretive. Although I didn’t get to see one on the day I visited, a New Orleans funeral (particularly a black funeral) is a sight to behold. It’s more like a parade – complete with music, dancing and a conductor than a burial. If planning to visit – I’d suggest the Lafayette No. 1 Cemetery or St. Louis #3.
After visiting the cemeteries, I took a ride of to the 9th Ward to see any if there was any remnants of Hurricane Katrina and to see firsthand how the cleanup was coming. In short, the answers are ‘Yes’ and ‘not so fast’. As you fly into New Orleans, a sea of Blue tarps is clearly visible on the tops of many homes in this area. These tarps usually point to homes that perhaps should be condemned – but people are still living in for a variety of reasons. Since Katrina blew away most of the roof shingles on these properties, the tarp is the only thing keeping water from coming inside. In addition, some of the images broadcast around the world some two years earlier – still exist – like the “Help” sign spray painted on a house. On a positive note, the levies have been completely rebuilt and most of the garbage has finally been removed from the streets by the city. Still, the community has not fully rebounded and there are still pockets of despair. Hopefully, both the federal government and the city/state can continue to push forward with the progress so desperately needed.
All told, my trip to New Orleans was one of my most enjoyable vacations ever. A ton to see and do, it completely changed my idea of what the Big Gumbo had to offer – which before this trip – didn’t seem like a lot beyond getting drunk on Bourbon Street. But now I know New Orleans has a great deal more to offer. I hope this review has provided you with some thoughts about putting together an itinerary to New Orleans. I’d certainly go back – and add a tour of the Tabasco factory, Essence Festival and Mardi Gras to my itinerary.