New Orleans: Ghost, Vampire & Voodoo Night Walking Tour

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What’s the experience like?

We met our guide right in the French Quarter—he wore a battered hat and had this way of talking that made you lean in. I could smell fried dough from somewhere (beignets maybe?) as we set off down Royal Street, but honestly, I was more focused on the way the air felt heavier than usual. He started with a story about a murder that never got solved. The details were weirdly specific—like, which window the neighbors swore they saw flickering candlelight through. I caught myself glancing up at the windows too, half-expecting something to move.

We ducked into an alley where he said pirates used to sell stolen goods—right next to a church, which just feels so New Orleans. Someone in our group asked if people really believed in vampires here and he grinned, told us about a spot on Bourbon Street where “something” was seen more than once. I didn’t expect to laugh so much but when he tried to get us to say ‘gris-gris’ properly, Li laughed so hard she nearly dropped her phone. There’s something about hearing these stories while you’re actually standing there—makes your skin prickle a bit.

Jackson Square looked totally different at night. The lamps threw long shadows across the stones and for a second everything went quiet except for distant music from Bourbon Street (and yeah, someone yelling about 2-for-1 hurricanes at Finnegan’s). Our guide pointed out places people still leave little offerings for voodoo spirits—tiny bags tied to fences or tucked behind bricks. It’s easy to see why people believe things linger here. We ended up back near Royal Street and I kept thinking about one of those old curses he described—I know it’s just stories but still… can’t shake that feeling even now.