This is a pelican |
Remember last entry when I said I would be sharing some observations from a far-flung correspondent about the differences between a blocks-long and blocks-wide and several-floors-tall chain hotel in the New Orleans Central Business Distract and an all-too-humble picturesque boutique New Orleans B&B located on Esplanade Avenue? Well, the time has come to share a little of that. Here we go...
No two pelicans are exactly alike |
B&B: A well worn, winding staircase to the second story that brings back wonderful memories of homes of childhood friends, current friends, a favorite uncle and aunt.
Hotel: No breakfast.
B&B: New foods from around the neighborhood that awaken the palate and prompt the salivary glands to anticipate what else a great culinary city has to offer. Pleasant conversations that lead to discovery and common understanding between people of diverse backgrounds who meet, if only for a few days, in a place where good memories are made. Cloth napkins.
Hotel: King bed. I couldn't find my husband in the middle of the night.
B&B: A beautiful antique canopied bed where we slept close and contented in each other's company, with the kind of easy familiarity that it takes years to acquire. We cuddled. We snuggled. He snored. I smiled.
New Orleans is for lovers |
There a few more comparisons to go through and your humble narrator is a tad short of material this month. We'll be stretching this theme over a couple of entries. It seems to have brought out the poet in our far-flung correspondent, at least when she's talking about the New Orleans B&B experience. This is Part I. Stay tuned.
A votre santé,
La Belle Esplanade bed and breakfast.
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