(This is from Wednesday March 14th. For some reason this post has been giving me a lot of technical problems.)
I had lots of families on spring break tonight, great photos and great stories.
On of the families was in from Dallas, Texas, a family of three with a very outspoken little girl. They took a stroll through Jackson Square earlier in the day and snaped a photo of her under a tree. I don't recall ever seeing a photo anything like it. Above her, in the tree, is a dark orb.
I've seen videos where shadows move and look completely like the shadow of a livign person. But I have never seen a still photo where a shadow made that much effort to be noticed.
Monday, March 26, 2012
Robo Dog
The French Quarter is teaming with spring break visitors, Final Four enthusiasts, and everyone else you can imagine. A week or so ago I had a first--a random tour group (as opposed to a private group) where everyone was from Texas.
Just this past Saturday I had a family in from El Paso and one of the women said that wherever she lived, there was a ghost. Presumably something has been following her. When her son was little lots of little things happened, toys moving and going missing, things many of us write off. But once he had a toy dog, a robot dog, that kept turning itself on. The toy was driving her nuts, so finally she took the batteries out.
The toy turned itself on without the batteries.
Just this past Saturday I had a family in from El Paso and one of the women said that wherever she lived, there was a ghost. Presumably something has been following her. When her son was little lots of little things happened, toys moving and going missing, things many of us write off. But once he had a toy dog, a robot dog, that kept turning itself on. The toy was driving her nuts, so finally she took the batteries out.
The toy turned itself on without the batteries.
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
I'm in here
Tonight I also had a mother and daughter from Mississippi on my tour. (They were outnumbered by Texans hands down.) They got an extrodinary photo at Muriel's restaurant and if they send it to me I will post it. But the mother also said they had a disembodied voice in their house.
About a year ago the mother was taking a bath, chatting with her daughter, and waiting on the grandparents to come over. Twenty minutes went by and they heard a car pull up. She told her daughter to go get the door. When her daughter went downstairs, the door was wide open, but no one was there. She stepped toward the door and heard "Tada." The sound came right at her.
Her mother told her she was imagining things.
Two weeks later the mother was alone in the house taking a shower. The shampoo was just about out, so she knocked it against the wall a few times. A voice said "come in." It was really faint, so the mother shook her head thinking, no way, I must be imagining things. But the shampoo was still stuck at the bottom of the bottle. Again she raised it to the wall, but this time she hesitated. A moment later she reluctantly knocked again. "I'm in here." This time the voice was loud.
At this point she's convinced someone is in the house with her. She drops the shampoo bottle, jumps out of the shower and throws a towel around her. A moment later she is out of the bathroom.
The house is empty.
Her daughter was glad to hear it.
About a year ago the mother was taking a bath, chatting with her daughter, and waiting on the grandparents to come over. Twenty minutes went by and they heard a car pull up. She told her daughter to go get the door. When her daughter went downstairs, the door was wide open, but no one was there. She stepped toward the door and heard "Tada." The sound came right at her.
Her mother told her she was imagining things.
Two weeks later the mother was alone in the house taking a shower. The shampoo was just about out, so she knocked it against the wall a few times. A voice said "come in." It was really faint, so the mother shook her head thinking, no way, I must be imagining things. But the shampoo was still stuck at the bottom of the bottle. Again she raised it to the wall, but this time she hesitated. A moment later she reluctantly knocked again. "I'm in here." This time the voice was loud.
At this point she's convinced someone is in the house with her. She drops the shampoo bottle, jumps out of the shower and throws a towel around her. A moment later she is out of the bathroom.
The house is empty.
Her daughter was glad to hear it.
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Got your camera?
Last night was the St. Joseph's Day parade, so hats off to all the Italian's out parading last night. I don't think our visitor's knew quite what to expect.
I had a couple from Pennsylvania last night who's stayed at Gettysburg in a very old hotel. During their visit they took a ghost tour and the guide asked about where they were staying. When they told him, he asked what floor they were one. The fifth they told him, why. Oh that is supposed to be the haunted floor, he replied. They thought that all sounded a bit too convenient, so they blew it off. Before they got into bed that night the gentleman took the battery out of the video camera and hooked it up to a charger. They both slept soundly all night. He woke up around six o'clock in the morning, to find the battery already in the camera, ready to go.
I had a couple from Pennsylvania last night who's stayed at Gettysburg in a very old hotel. During their visit they took a ghost tour and the guide asked about where they were staying. When they told him, he asked what floor they were one. The fifth they told him, why. Oh that is supposed to be the haunted floor, he replied. They thought that all sounded a bit too convenient, so they blew it off. Before they got into bed that night the gentleman took the battery out of the video camera and hooked it up to a charger. They both slept soundly all night. He woke up around six o'clock in the morning, to find the battery already in the camera, ready to go.
Pools and Airplanes
Recently I had a group from Beloit, Wisconsin on my tour. One of them owned a bar that used to be a hotel with a pool. The pool area had been filled in a turned into a dance floor, but on more than one occasion it would seem that the pool hasn't gone anywhere. When men have come to finish the floor, a process that uses no water at all, they have finished their work and begun to pack up the truck only to step back in to the building and find wet foot prints on the floor.
On a separate occasion they had a paranormal investigation team put a video camera in front of the bar. The bartender would come and go behind the bar while the camera watched. Behind the bar they had a few airplanes made out of soda cans dangling from strings. When the bartender left the room the airplanes would move back and forth. He came back the movement would stop. He turned his back to reach down into the ice chest, and the airplanes would move back and forth again. As soon as he stood up they would stop. Over and over again this happened. The bartender was never bothered; he never saw a thing.
On a separate occasion they had a paranormal investigation team put a video camera in front of the bar. The bartender would come and go behind the bar while the camera watched. Behind the bar they had a few airplanes made out of soda cans dangling from strings. When the bartender left the room the airplanes would move back and forth. He came back the movement would stop. He turned his back to reach down into the ice chest, and the airplanes would move back and forth again. As soon as he stood up they would stop. Over and over again this happened. The bartender was never bothered; he never saw a thing.
Saturday, March 3, 2012
Zombie Road
My day job has been keeping my busy, but I have been gathering stories. I had a gentlemen recently who'd been to Zombie Road in Missouri. This was the first I'd heard of the place, but apparently it's got quite a presence, enough presence to follow his family home to Texas.
He told me that ever since their visit there things have been odd and sometimes scary in his house. One day he came home to find his dinning room table upside down. One evening while he was sitting at the computer his son saw him, or a man like him, walking down the hallway. He said his son is scared a lot, and sometimes in his own bedroom. One day he took a picture of his son's bedroom door and it looks like a little boy peeking out from behind the door. His son doesn't feel comfortable at home anymore.
One evening his wife decided to take a photo of herself in the mirror. She got ready, posed, and pressed the button. At the very moment she pressed the button she saw something in the mirror. When the picture came out she saw behind her a huge black shadow, extending from the ceiling down like wings on either side of her.
He said that he hadn't had these problems before his visit to Zombie Road. He never saw a ghost in his life.
He told me that ever since their visit there things have been odd and sometimes scary in his house. One day he came home to find his dinning room table upside down. One evening while he was sitting at the computer his son saw him, or a man like him, walking down the hallway. He said his son is scared a lot, and sometimes in his own bedroom. One day he took a picture of his son's bedroom door and it looks like a little boy peeking out from behind the door. His son doesn't feel comfortable at home anymore.
One evening his wife decided to take a photo of herself in the mirror. She got ready, posed, and pressed the button. At the very moment she pressed the button she saw something in the mirror. When the picture came out she saw behind her a huge black shadow, extending from the ceiling down like wings on either side of her.
He said that he hadn't had these problems before his visit to Zombie Road. He never saw a ghost in his life.
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