Two Bewitching Southern Cities

New Orleans and Natchez, Mississippi

Two beautiful Southern cities and so different from each other.  When we got an invitation to follow RavenandChickadee into New Orleans, we could not refuse.  I had been to New Orleans with my sister, Pat, once before.  I always wanted to take Ed.  The "birder" was grumpy, but agreeable.
That was until until he tried out Beignets and Chicory coffee at Cafe DeMonde.

We road on the oldest running street car in the US. And we rode it often to get around the city.  The second week of April is the "French Quarter Jazz Festival"...amazing food and music.  All free and we got our 10,000 steps in.  14,000 one day!  We drove to a ferry and crossed the River to the French Quarter.  Very cool.












We said good by and safe travels to Eric and Laurel and headed a North compass towards home.  Natchez, Mississippi.  So many of our road companions had recommended Natchez and the Natchez Trace.

We spent an evening at Riverside RV Park, literally below the river bridge into Natchez, on the La. side of the Great Mississippi River. It was a splurge for us, however, we were right on the river bank with the 3 mile bike trail to ride.

I looked back and we looked so cozy.

Camp on the River

Barge Traffic on the Mississippi River

Good Night   Sweet Dreams

Morning brought us to the Information Center for Natchez. As usual we were looking for a good place to park The Lark.  We were invited to drive right into town (really not a city) and park on the Riverfront bluff, safe and right in the center of town.

Eze gets a waterfront seat and view all day.

The Lark gets to park with the "big boys"

We had a lengthly breakfast...turned into a brunch.  Southern time again! Then we spent the day following the sidewalk tour which included kiosks to read about all of the history you were surrounded by.





Over 300 beautiful homes from prior the civil war.  They are called Anti-bellum homes. (sp?)  So southern, it was like walking through a movie set!  Natchez was Spanish and French before American, who knew.  We saw many homes and a tavern from the 1770's.. that's old. The trees, oh, the trees. Amazing oaks  everywhere.  The flowers were blooming, purple wisteria and azaelas.