Enamored with the French Revolution on my visit to Paris, I pay scant attention to Napoleon during my time there. Stopping by at Les Invalides, I focus more on a car show on its grounds than to the tomb of…
A Visit to the Deep South’s Past An exhibit at the Cabildo in New Orleans Photo credit: M. Ciavardini History is told from the perspective of the victor goes the refrain, so I am pleased to see that unpleasant bits…
The Brawny Sherpa and I are heading toward St. Louis Cemetery #1 early one morning, walking away from the tourism of Bourbon Street and closer and closer to the real New Orleans on Canal, when we discover the magic of…
A Quick Foray to Tremé Lightens our Souls Stumbling upon Our Lady of Guadalupe after a loop around St. Louis Cemetery #1, a scary trip even on a sunny day, we are grateful for the sanctuary this space is about…
A Lost Weekend in New Orleans Liquor is to New Orleans as gambling is to Las Vegas. A traveler thinks she is going to resist it and then finds herself within four hours of disembarking from her plane ordering a…
It’s a good thing that the law has evolved a bit since the 1600s given my penchant for visiting shamans, inquiring about witches, and talking directly to higher powers without any male or priestly intercession. In May 1647, the first…
Planning to stay for a few days at the Hudson House Inn in Cold Spring, the Brawny Sherpa and I stop on a snowy Wednesday at Boscobel, an historic house in nearby Garrison. It’s the perfect time for a visit…