It’s been said that New Orleans either accepts you, or rejects you. If accepted, she’ll seduce you with all her charms. You’ll fall in love. You will not want to leave, and if you do, you can’t wait to get back to her. If she rejects you, you can’t get out of the city limits fast enough.
Her seduction with me, began slowly. Rich with history, culture, beautiful gardens, and plenty of good food and drink. It also didn’t hurt that I was there during Mardi Gras. We celebrated with locals, drinks in hand, cheering as the floats as they went by. Decorating the fence posts, and trees with some of the many beads that were caught.
Strolling down the neighborhood streets, the air heavy with Jasmin. I fall in love with every dwelling I see, whether it be a little shot-gun house or a pretty Creole cottage. One day I will buy one, I keep telling myself. One day, I’ll be a local and it will be MY NOLA.
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