Pontchartrain Landing

We had arrived at Pelican RV park 2 nights ago and happily could not see much. Suffice it to say that we may not have stayed if we had! The light of day yesterday prompted an urgent need to find another park.  On a scale of 1 to 10, this would be a 0.1, the only 2 redeeming qualities are the security and Pam, the wonderful office manager who met up with us on arrival and helped us settle in. She has a great sense of humour! When  asked about noise at night, she just laughed and said, now I'm not gonna lie to you honey, yes indeed there are trains right right next door to us, we are also near a busy highway and intersection - it is noisy. If anybody told y'all otherwise, well they just weren't honest.
Well, in the morning we made our way over to Pontchartrain RV Park, only 10 min drive from Pelican RV Park. This one is waterfront, also a marina and just beautiful! It is landscaped with a large Rec hall and whatever you might need, including a pool of course. Lesson learned, you get what you pay for - this one is $55 per night.
The weather is still cool, but because of the "planes, trains and automobiles" at Pelican, plus the occasional sirens and of course intermittent tire screeching from drag racing ... we hadn't slept much at all! So once we arrived at the new park, we took the tour, checked out the pool and the pub/grill for french onion soup and loaded fries (US version of poutine; fries with cheese, sour cream, and bacon pieces). The hall is a large wooden building with huge covered porches overlooking the river on one side and the park on the other.
Took it easy for the afternoon (slept) and then set off to check out New Orleans.  We toured around the French Quarter by car because of the light rain - tomorrow we'll go back and tour it on foot. So much of really interesting buildings, obviously French, balconies with wrought iron railings - overlooking the narrow streets. Even in the car, the atmosphere was almost carnival, with people playing instruments and singing on every other street corner. Three teens with dreadlocks were strumming "air guitars" and singing. So many characters and so much history in the area!!