Who is the belle of New Orleans? |
At least once a day, apropos of nothing except geography, I say aloud to no one in particular, "I love it here." By here, I mean New Orleans. There is no place like home. It is where the heart is.
Our latest reviews are posted at this link. While we do try to do our best to make guests welcome and comfortable and give them the lay of the landscape, some of the things people put on record make us blush. Mr. King really is a cranky Connecticut Yankee, though an affable one. Frau Schmitt really is the nicest person you will ever meet.
We really are in love with our adopted city, and we really do want our guests to do more than stumble drunk down Bourbon Street. The French Quarter is the heart of New Orleans, and the spirit of joie de vivre really does inform the whole city, but there are quiet nooks and out of the way places that can charm a traveler more than a string of tee shirt and bead shops. There is magic in New Orleans, the kind of magic that is like no place else.
You can visit like a tourist, or you can live, for a short time at least, like a local. Believe me, it is good to be a local in New Orleans.
Our first guest in front of the inn |
A votre sante.
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