New Orleans hydrangea |
They had been to the Mid- City Bayou Boogaloo the day before. We didn't go this year, but we have been before. It's like a smaller version of Jazz Fest on Bayou Saint John. We've always thought of it as only attracting people from the area, but we know two people who flew in from The Beehive City.
This isn't the place |
This is the place |
It is their first time in New Orleans. "You're in the perfect location," they told me. They've been to the Quarter. They've been to Frenchman Street. They had dinner at The Three Muses the night before. They were at the Bayou Boogaloo all day yesterday, then they had dinner at Cafe Degas, up the street. "We haven't taken a taxi yet," they said.
What were their plans for today? They are going to walk up to City Park. Then, they are taking the Canal Street streetcar to the ferry. Then, they are going to shop for artwork in Jackson Square.
"We know where we're going to vacation next year," they told me. They've fallen in love with New Orleans. "It's the opposite here from where we come from," they said.
Frau Schmitt and your humble narrator moved here from Boston. We know what they mean.
Sicut Patribus Sit Deus Nobis |
Fairgrounds Racetrack gate |
"We'll be telling everybody how great the Bayou Boogaloo was. We'll be telling everyone how great New Orleans is," our guests told me.
Laissez les bon temps rouler |
La Belle Esplanade bed and breakfast.
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