Yesterday after we visited a beautiful beach in Mississippi, we arrived at New Orleans. Last night I went out with my friends, and we went to the French Quarter. I heard that there were a lot people in the French Quarter, but I did not find many people in there last night. There are a lot of bars there, and every bar had some people. I really wanted to attend them. Unfortunately, I am underage.
This morning I had a bus trip. A native driver took us to visit the city. He is not only a driver, but also a tour guard. This guy took us to a lot of places and buildings that are very famous and classical. He told us many historical stories about these places and buildings. For example, a lot of houses in New Orleans are built very tall. The guard told us that this way can in case of the hurricane. There are so many things like this one. I could learn a lot from the bus trip. I can learn a lot about African American’s history and culture. Then the bus took me to the finally destination-- Zulu Land. It is an African American museum. It shows the history about the slavery. It was my first time to see many facts about slavery with my own eyes. The museum listed a lot of cultural relics and historical documents about slavery. I knew that slavers had to wear fetters when they were working. I knew that if a slaver wanted to be free, he or she had to pay 400 dollars to his or her slave owner every day. 400 dollars!! That is impossible at that time. So the slavers had to work until their death. Slavery is a sadness and tragic history. It cannot happen again.
After visiting the museum, I went back to the hotel. I am so tired today.