This is what a dining room in the 1800's looked like.

This is the "death room".

This is a typical young girl's room of the 1800's.

The mile long path that leads up to the mansion is lined with 600 year old oak trees, thus the name Oak Alley. This is a side view of that path.

A front view of the front path taken from the balcony of the mansion.

This is the courtyard behind the mansion.

A little bridge sitting in the yard. The landscaping was phenomenal.

In the 1800's, this bell was rung to signify important times throughout the day (mealtimes, bedtime, deaths, births, etc.), but now it's rung to signify the start of a tour.

The house in the background was occupied by the groundskeeper. The owners only spent the summers at the plantation. The rest of the year, they lived at their residence in the French Quarter. The groundskeeper took care of the plantation when the owners were away. Now, the current owners of the plantation live there.

The back of the mansion has an alley also. These trees are only 300 years old.

The house in the background was where the sons of the family lived after their 15th birthdays. Once a boy reached 15, he was considered a man and therefore could not live in a house with single women, even if they were his sisters. This house is now used as the ticket booth.

The garage housed two antique cars. One was a Ford and the other a Buick.

The plantation as seen standing outside the fence.

The plantation as seen standing inside the fence.

The girls standing by the fence surrounding the plantation. From left to right: Amy, Lacey, Me, Sam, and Denise (Nick was taking the picture).

This is the Mississippi River.

This is a barge we saw while standing on the bank taking pictures of the plantation.

Sam and Denise taking pictures of the plantation from the bank of the Mississippi.

A picture of the plantation taken from the banks of the Mississippi.

An abandoned plantation.

A little gazebo at the abandoned plantation.

A church.

The churches graveyard.

An open top grave.

Nick's naval station.

This is a view from the ferry.

Here we are on the ferry.

The cathedral as seen from the ferry.

Denise, Lacey, Me, and Amy at a table at Pat O'Brien's.

This is Sam and Amy in front of Pat O'Brien's Restaurant.

Here is Sam, Amy, and I with a group from Boston.

More of the group from Boston.

Sam and I holding up a menu. She wasn't quite ready for the photo.

Sam, Amy, and I with a menu.

This is a picture of Lacey with a new "friend".

The beaver hat guy (I can't remember his name). This hat became more and more popular as the night wore on.

Lacey and Denise holding up their world famous "Hurricanes".

This is Matt and I. The guys were from Mobile, Alabama. I ended up sporting the hat for most of the night.

I think she's had one to many.

Matt, Sam, and I (in the hat of course).

This guy was 95 years old and up there jamming!

Oh, yeah. She's gone.

The entire ceiling of Pat O'Brien's was covered in beer steins.

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