"If she'd leave us alone, we would have a happy home, sent from down below."

An artist weaves "wooden quilts" with scraps salvaged from his Katrina-damaged home in Tremé.

The oldest operational cathedral in the U.S. has one shell of a way of projecting speakers' voices.

This New Orleans boutique and nursery specializes in rare flora, with a focus on carnivorous plants.

A private museum dedicated to preserving the heritage of Mardi Gras' most beloved underdog parades, open by appointment.

This Birdsill Holly fire hydrant is the remnant of a very different type of hydration innovation.

A haunting, yet lovingly hand-hewn potters' field full of graves that flood with each heavy rain.

A hurricane-stricken oak tree has been reborn as a beautiful chainsaw artwork.

This strange, small castle on the bayou has withstood the test of time and weather.

Taxidermied cartoon heads, unseen illustrations, and famous characters all reside in this small gallery space.

The only home of the famous French impressionist painter open to the public is now a museum and bed and breakfast.

After the parade, students throw their beads on the tree hoping for good luck on exams.

A prime example of New Orleans' unique architecture these early 20th century homes were built to look like steamboats.

It's clear this abandoned Art Deco gem was no ordinary cleaners.

Formerly known as National D-Day Museum, this collection commemorates the battles of Normandy and WWII.

The greatest collection of New Orleans masking and processional traditions covering everything from Baby Dolls to Skull and Bone gangs.

This "second" cemetery represents New Orleans' attempt to keep cholera at bay.

This float factory takes the mask off of Mardi Gras and lets visitors see where the magic happens.

Storyville was New Orleans' historic red light district and hotbed of jazz music, sometimes referred to simply as "The District."

Made of giant chains and hung with shackles, this iron cross honors those unknowns who perished under American slavery.

Legend says a primate-like cryptid prowls this otherworldy sliver of the Louisiana bayou.

By day this New Orleans square is for pedestrians, but by night it is a kingdom of kittens.

This knobby, drooping New Orleans oak is a favorite place both for climbing and for meeting giraffes.

A 200-year-old bar in the historic French Quarter refuses to give up its place in history, nor its role in securing ours.