Voted as New Orleans’ number one rated bed and breakfast, 1896 O’Malley is an elegant Mid-City stay set in a restored Colonial Revival home. The B&B, which sits just two minutes away from the Canal and Carrollton streetcar stop, features individually decorated rooms and suites, a lush Italian-styled courtyard adorned by gorgeous fountains and eccentric patio decorations, hot tubs (only in selected rooms), fireplaces, 4-poster beds, TV and high-speed internet. Filled with Southern charm, 1896 O’Malley is the perfect spot for those looking to enjoy complimentary homemade breakfast, snacks and drinks 24/7. Nearby attractions worth visiting include the New Orleans Museum of Art and City Park’s Sculpture and Botanical Gardens.
Bayou Saint John Bed and Breakfast
Bayou Saint John Bed and Breakfast is a gorgeous Mid-City vacationing spot built into a 150-year-old Victorian home. Located in the heart of the historic Bayou St. John, the B&B features beautiful guest rooms such as the ‘Laplace Room,’ a French-inspired space with an antique king-sized bed that opens onto the front gallery and overlooks the bayou, as well as the ‘Villenueve Room,’ a yellow-themed chamber inspired by Chinese décor styles. All guest rooms include a private entrance, controlled heat and cooling as well as full modern baths and TVs.
India House Hostel
The India House Hostel is a lively bohemian-styled hostel that prides itself on letting the good times roll. Located in a residential area, this funky Victorian home provides guests with mixed and single sex dorms, as well as private rooms with en suite bathrooms. The hostel, which sits on the Canal streetcar line and is just minutes away from the French Quarter, features an in-house courtyard pool, barbecue grills, picnic tables and a stage for live music entertainment. Among other perks are the 24/7 guest kitchen, free WiFi access and a comfortable lounge area with cable TV. Rates range from $17 to $20 for the single rooms and $45 to $60 for the private ones.
Missing the South always, but especially today. It started where it always does. With the Flying Burrito Brothers singing in the warm desert air on the way to Cholla Cactus Gardens in Joshua Tree. I felt comfortably contained by canyons of cliff rose and coyotes burrowing deeper into the territories of their home. It didn't belong to me, and I knew it. But I belonged to it, to the humble harvests along the dams swollen with scorpion heat, unmoved by anything civilized, a Madonna of the Unloved. Months earlier, in the colder heart of spring, falling asleep under blankets in the back of a trusty, rattled pickup, I began to manifest the Southwest. ⚡️ Two bloodshot mornings later, after encountering the alien domes of Casa Grande in Arizona and the blinding ethereal white sands of New Mexico, my body begged for salvation. I imagined the Stranger carving the bear transformation mask as the frost stubbornly melted, giving way to a lost winter and a rebirth of the blooming Yukon. He was wrapped in sage steam and spoke to the land. He wasn't coming back, but I day dreamed that he already had. ⚡️ I found my peace in Texas, with Gram's hand on my shoulder since the crooked highways of Twentynine Palms. We sought jalapeño margaritas and a honky tonk before square dancing into bed, dreaming deeply of dirt floors and saloon lights. The longer we stayed, the more bourbon we drank, and seduction started to spin it's sugar into a Mexicali psychedelia that reminded me of home. For days, I was convinced I wouldn't leave and saw California poppies every time I closed my eyes. I tried to remember Sunday's on the ranch with Dosa, in case it all disappeared like a long forgotten fever dream. The scent of pine climbing up river grades on the way to the Ridge and true country where I didn't see it until I took a step back. Bloody Mary's at Burgee Dave's on week days when we needed a change from pit stops at Uncle Sonny's and the ancient burn of the Mineshaft. My first pair of bellbottoms and my last shame spiral. ⚡️ (My heart is burning, burning, burning to go back)
Laurel Bed and Breakfast
Built in 1924 in a cottage, Laurel Bed and Breakfast is a unique lodging facility located in the heart of Mid-City. The residence, which is ran by its current owners Laura and Eliot Kamenitz, offers visiting tourists a guest area decorated with antiques and modern furnishings, as well as rooms with queen-sized beds, private baths and attached private sunrooms. Included in the B&B’s amenities are a continental breakfast consisting of croissants, muffins, coffee and chicory, as well as cable TV, ceiling fans and a room telephone among others.
Laurel Bed and Breakfast, 3626 Delgado Dr, New Orleans, LA, USA +1 504 486 2284
Site 61 Hostel
Site 61 is a quirky sci-fi inspired hostel known among locals for its clean and comfortable facilities. Designed as a 20th century rooming house, this hostel, which has two in-house lounges with books, games, movies and television, offers visitors dorms, private and en-suites rooms, full private bathrooms and complimentary breakfast. The hostel is located in Mid-City New Orleans on the Tulane Avenue bus line to Canal St. and is just a few blocks from the Canal streetcar, which means that you’ll be able to save a substantial amount of money if you choose to stay here for your next NOLA adventure.
By Rebeca Trejo