The rain has stopped for a while, and the warm sun and breezy days are very enjoyable. The people here are so friendly and the architecture is stunning. Walking down the end of Bourbon street was very charming. . . the ironwork and picturesque courtyards through gates are a pleasure to behold. Federal style homes, colourful columns, quaint shops and happy-go-lucky attitudes from everyone just out to enjoy. The birds today were singing their hearts out and the sweet jasmine hanging down from many brick walls and iron fences was almost too marvelous to breath in.
I caught a glimpse of a beautiful park the other day with the most gigantic big trees, some with branches so big and low that they were almost lying on the ground horizontally. Dainty light green feathery spanish moss hung from the trees like ornate little shawls. I think the trees were Virginia oaks. They were BIG. I am happy being in the company of trees, birds and sweet smelling flowers.
We went to a very small hole in the wall authentic Mexican food joint for dinner, and I had some of the best quesadillas pastor ever. Later we went on a ghost tour which was a great oral history of the city with some stories to send shivers down spines. I enjoyed imagining the stories unfolding right in the buildings in front of me, where they occurred so long ago. As the tour guide spoke, horse drawn carriages would pass by the quiet street, and the fabulous clip clop sound of the hooves on the stones was an added bonus to the ambience.
At a pirate bar drinking rum after the tour, I met two men who were so inspiring; one hollywood set designer who had just finished a 5 month stint on a feature film being shot on location in the city (I saw Selma Hayak at the Cafe du Monde the other day, who is staring in it) and another man who had just finished getting his first novel published after working on it for 20 years. It was a wonderful creative discussion and so magical.
New Orleans is a very cool place.
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