Our family went down to New Orleans quite frequently, sometimes on business, other times just because my Mom loved it so. Some of the best memories I have of her , where those of when we were on vacations. Leaving the busy hectic part of my Dad's business, the everyday grind of being a JW, she always was a different person away from home. Down in New Orleans she just came alive.
Billygoat, your description and others, is exactly what stands out in my mind too. Funny thing, the BEST memory I have was being in New Orleans for a convention. Well, I was a kids, I think it might have been 1982, not real sure, things run together for me way back then. Seems they had just released the My Book of Bible Stories.
We stayed in a hotel that had a glass elevator on the outside ,(actually it was enclosed but seemed on the outside) and I was terrified as a kid. It might have been this hotel that was in a circle, and you could look straight down the center of like a doughnut and I was afraid of heights.
After the sessions , my parents took us swimming and it seemed like a little beach area we went to.
I sure do hope they can perserve some of the historical areas so that it can give the people who want to rebuild something to hold on to, to go from.
So many I hear are not going back, I am sure it is too soon for them to know for sure what to do.