This first one is from a bus tour we took. It rained all afternoon that day, so pictures from the bus were not working very well.
In this one you can almost see the levees.
We were able to take a short walk in one of the many cemeteries. The tour guide told us all about how burials work in New Orleans. What a process! The vaults are either owned by families or associations. They have pretty specific rules about how many can be buried within a certain vault within a certain amount of time. It was fascinating.
The vaults were really varying. They had beautiful decorations and statues. Some are taken care of better than others.
It may sound a little weird, but walking around the cemetery made me think of my Grandma Sylvia and all the visits she took to the cemetery in town. It is a different generation that takes such care of grave sites, and I wonder if people in my generation will keep up that practice.
This last picture is what is left of a lighthouse. It was sad to see how much destruction is still left in the city, but most of the French Quarter and riverfront areas were untouched.
I had a great time, and would love to go back and explore more of the city.