Museum of Death

Andrew smoked his cigar while I drank my frozen Irish coffee, at that point in time we didn’t have a worry in the world!

We stumbled upon this little museum one night during Mardi Gras, and yes, stumbled is absolutely the right word. Big, bright letters across the windows read “MUSEUM OF DEATH” If that doesn’t catch a fella’s eye, I don’t know what would!

We peeked through darkened windows, trying to see through their sheer curtains and all we could really see were posters. Too dark to make out, but still light enough to make you wonder. We both decided that on our next day off together, we would venture back down to the corner of death (Dauphine) and Bienville.

Well boys and girls, we made it there! Unfortunately you weren’t allowed to take pictures. So you’ll just have to take our word for it 🙂 The museum was great! It was filled with facts about the worlds “greatest” serial killers, their prison artwork, photos.. Lots and LOTS of photos, embalming tables, surgeon tools, anything and everything about death and killers you could imagine.

Please do not take your children there unless authorized by an adult and you have their eyes covered the entire time.

It was morbid, but if you’re into this kind of thing, it is a must see. I don’t know what I was thinking that day, but I decided to wear sunglasses instead of my everyday glasses… KNOWING full well that we were going to a museum. I don’t have contacts, I’m either too lazy to make an eye appointment or I don’t want the hassle of taking them in and out with poking my eyes, I haven’t decided which one yet. They also had a “Theater of Death” which was super creepy. They had real news videos and footage of trauma and, you guessed it, death. The videos they had just kept playing on a loop with happy-go-lucky music in the background.

 

There is a main location in Hollywood, so if you’re around either parks, go take a walk through death!

Only $15 per person and you can stay as long as you want. Click here to see website!