Growing up in the city, I took it for advantage while here. But left for a while, and am now back in her comfortable arms again. It is good to be back, in the city that I love, with a new perspective. Here's one thing, the street car. Before leaving New Orleans, public transportation didn't really seem to be an efficient way to get around. Then in other cities, where public transportation is a must, it becomes easy. All this leads to my streetcar adventures. For the past two months, I have been riding the street car to and fro work. Yes, there is not an efficient set schedule, but if you allow yourself to expect a goofy schedule and plan for it, it works. Riding down Saint Charles Avenue, sunshine in the oaks, music in the ears, and touristic enthusiasm all around, it is a good feeling. So much history, so much food located within steps, all for the meager fare of one dollar twenty five cents and some patience. After a meal, walking the fullness off on the way to the street car line, makes that cocktail at the bar taste better, to me.
Coupled with the street car transportation, it is my fortune to walk down Bourbon Street both in the afternoon, and then again after the sun sets. Music is everywhere in the French Quarter, from the bass effects Daqauri Shops that line the streets to the musicians with a bucket, music is in the air. By far, the best performance is the brass band on the corner of Canal Street and Bourbon Street. Fancy cars, street music, a Lucky Dog Stand, Hustler Store, and a Footlocker back drop set the stage for a truely unique experience. With the mix of history, culture, and food it is safe to say that New Orleans will survive no matter what.
If anyone gets the chance, a new restaurant opened in the warehouse district called Feast, Google them if you want, I have not eaten there yet, but hope to and would enjoy a dialogue if anyone has eaten there. It's simple people, seek out and enjoy good food!
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