This was the question I was asked by a bar maid at the bistro I stopped by yesterday, in Audubon Park, New Orleans. I had the finger labyrinth with me, which I’d been using to mark spots and pray for different neighbourhoods around the city, and had rested it on the corner of the bar.
I naturally explained what I was bearing with me, and used it as an illustration to enquire where the labyrinth in the park that I’d been told about was. Four members of staff were called to help fathom an answer to my question, and I was pointed in the direction of the zoo, which is close to where the labyrinth is, within the sound of the elephants’ calls.
“Maybe you might like to walk it sometime?” I suggested to the now enlightened bar lady as I paid my check. “Yeah,” she said , as I bid her farewell, “I’ll add that to my bucket list.”
I never found the labyrinth by the zoo, but it was the trees lining the lawn along the zoo’s periphery that were calling me to lay down my own labyrinth. I think the elephants may have been sleeping, as the only animals that I could hear were birds.
Other stopping points for the smaller labyrinth in the NOLA area were: Fairway Drive, Pine / Sigmore Street, Perrier Street, Audubon Park (various), Orange Street / Tchoupitoulas Street.