June 1, 2012 at 9:41 am (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , , )

I think I’ve mentioned that going to Louisiana is somewhat like going back in time, and the amount of haunted tours that one can take while visiting only adds to this eerie feeling.  I’m not saying I believe that the ghosts of Confederate and Yankee soldiers are constantly floating around current homesteads and spooking people but well…stranger things have happened.  Besides, it’s fun to think about the paranormal and while I’ve never experienced anything overtly paranormal in my life (besides some of my mom’s cooking…just kidding, Mom!), I enjoy placing myself in situations where there’s a remote chance that I could.  Make sense?  I thought so.


One of the places that Scott and I visited was The Myrtles Plantation (the website looks about as dated as the building).  This is a place only about 20 minutes from my grandparents and I’ve actually done a tour here once before, when an old college friend and I visited my family many moons ago.  Legend as it that a slave girl who lived here became the “special friend” (seriously, that’s how the tour guide described what was essentially a sex slave relationship) to the man of the house and eventually the girl killed his wife and two of his children, though she supposedly did it by accident.  Her spirit is said to still reside within the home and people can pay good money to stay overnight in the house’s upstairs rooms, though we were too pressed for time to do so ourselves.  We took many pictures but turned up no specters, though we tried.  We got a tour of the main rooms in the house and were able to walk the grounds for a while, which was interesting if not spooky.  It was somewhat educational (who knows how much was fact vs. fiction) and definitely entertaining, especially given the $8 price tag.  Apparently one of those haunted house hunting type shows featured this place a while back and you can buy DVD’s of it, but again we declined.  However we did take some photos of ourselves pretending like we had witnessed ghost sightings, complete with scared faces, pointing fingers and all.  We’re very mature.

The other haunted tour we took part in was in the French Quarter and called a Haunted History Tour.  This one featured even more stories and while I have no way to verify the accuracy of all we were told, it sure felt real.  Our guide was very theatrical and we walked with our group for about 2 hours throughout the Quarter while being regaled with tales of murder, suicide, treachery and death.  It was really cool and not super expensive either (tickets for each of us ran $20, which is the cheapest way to kill two hours in the Quarter) and very entertaining.  However the heat, humidity and the amount of Hurricanes I’d consumed were working on me so I was ready to depart by the time the tour ended.  We never did see any ghosts but we heard some good stories and thoroughly enjoyed our guided walk through the French Quarter.

We walked through Jackson Square for a while on our last afternoon in the city and that’s where the awesome caricature that you see above came from.  Various artists and buskers work these streets and I happen to think that the guy who drew us did a hilariously good job, so we left with a great souvenir as well.  I always enjoy my time in the deep South and New Orleans is no exception so if you can make it down that way, go for it and Laissez les bons temps roule!


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