Katherine Rodriguez

We began day 2’s journey by walking to the Warehouse District (Arts District) for lunch at Drago’s, home of the original charbroiled oysters, which is exactly what we ordered…

After slurping down oil out of oyster shells, we hopped on the St. Charles streetcar/trolley and headed towards the Garden District.

We got off at Washington Street and walked a couple blocks towards the Lafayette Cemetery No. 1, which is the oldest of the seven municipal, city-operated cemeteries in New Orleans.

Many notable figures and their families were buried here, Judge Ferguson of the Plessy vs. Ferguson “separate-but-equal” case, Brigadier General Harry T. Hays who led the 1st Louisiana Brigade, and of course, a number of noteworthy jazz musicians. As much respect as I have for those who are being remembered here and those who contributed to American history at large, I admit that the historical accomplishment I recognize and carry close to my heart (and soul?) is that the Lafayette Cemetery No. 1 set the most monumental stage for the greatest boy band to be put on this earth, allowing them to frolic alongside tombs for the hopes to woo the loves of their lives…

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We walked around the Garden District some more, along Magazine Street, the main strip in this very small suburban neighborhood. And, as it does in New Orleans, it began to downpour on us…and when it rains, we drink…