…to love New Orleans.
I think there probably isn’t much to say about this city that hasn’t already been said. It’s sultry and musical and resilient. It’s got amazing food, and drinks like you’ve never experienced. It can be raunchy and unforgiving; it is also gracious and lovely.
I’ll write about what I ate, and perhaps about some other things I noticed, in future posts. Today, though, I just wanted to share some of the pictures I took as I walked around during breaks from a conference these last few days.
As always, New Orleans invited strolling, and lingering, and watching. It is unlike any city I’ve ever visited; it’s a place of possibility and heartbreak; a place for desire and indulgence. A place for the past, and a place to dream of all the things to come.
The Wandering Introvert 