New Orleans: French Quarter Ghost Hunt & Paranormal Gear

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What’s the experience like?

I’ll be honest — I thought I’d just get a few spooky stories and maybe a jump scare or two, but the night started weird right away. Our guide, Marcus (he’s been doing this for years), handed me this K2 meter that beeped when we got near the old brick wall at 521 St Philip Street. It was humid, of course, but the air felt colder in there somehow. Someone in our group swore they smelled cigar smoke, but nobody else was around. I kept checking over my shoulder — not sure what I expected to see.

Marcus showed us how to use all this ghost hunting equipment — SLS cameras, REM pods, spirit boxes (that one made me jump; the static is wild). He didn’t rush anyone, even when I fumbled with the recorder. There were only about ten of us, so it felt more like a weird little club than a tour group. At one point he asked if anyone wanted to try asking questions out loud. My friend tried “Is anyone here?” and something crackled on the spirit box — could’ve been nothing, but we all went quiet for a second. The bar we stopped at halfway through had sticky floors and cash-only signs taped everywhere; classic French Quarter vibes.

I still think about that moment when Marcus turned off his flashlight and let us just listen to the creaks and distant music from Bourbon Street outside. It wasn’t scary exactly — more like standing between two worlds for a minute. If you’re after a real ghost hunt in New Orleans (not just stories), this is it. But don’t ask me what that cold spot was near the stairs because I’m still not sure myself.