New Orleans 5

Caro and I were just loving all this history, and Caro satiated her desire for the macabre by taking me to the Voodoo Museum and the Pharmacy Museum.  Both were small establishments.  The voodoo museum was more like an art exhibit really, as the various bits and pieces didn't mean much to me, some were beautiful, and some were eerily fascinating.  Oddly, it was the blank-faced carvings of zombies that caught my eye, although the huge altar to the Virgin Mary also stood out.  As for the pharmacy, well it was like something you'd see in “Little House on the Prairie”, with tons of little drawers and bottles that became even more fascinating when you looked closer and saw that the glass bottles contained lots bizarre medical treatments that looked decidedly unpleasant.  One contained a jar of living leeches.  In another I found cocaine, hash and opium.  Caro's favourites were the Rectal Dilators, instruments which did not at all look like they would bring the promised "relief" to the patient.  Although I have to admit, my rectum dilated just looking at the damn things.