What you probably don't realize about the French Quarter is how easy it is to live here. If you come for a visit, you'll never even know that it's a geniune neighborhood.
Thank God I made notes. I swear to you, every single day something unusual happens in New Orleans, and I find myself unable to remember most of them when I want to write a blog. Got three pages of craziness on my desk right now, scribbled on journal sheets and (hopefully) in "note-to-self" code that no one else can make sense of. Hopefully.
You Had to Be There... No, I Mean - RIGHT THERE.
The morning after Hurricane Gustav was a huge relief, but also a disappointment. I was all ready to sneak in, flash my press pass, etc. to return to New Orleans, but none of that was necessary.
This was posted on Craigslist this morning, thought you'd enjoy it!
When you have a second home in New Orleans, it's expected that when guests arrive you will show them a good time. Our guests this weekend didn't need much help...
We just watched Captain Corelli's Mandolin - one of those quickly-forgotten love stories; like cotton candy, melting away before you can really taste it... but a treat. Satisfying in its own way.
People are not the only lovers of the French Quarter and Warehouse District of New Orleans. After a long week of indoor confinement, our dog, Zeus, decides it is time for a "dog day" outside... and that means Deb and me finding some entertainment for the old boy - or else. Woof.
I purchased the condo two weeks ago. We're giving it a total makeover, and I thought it would be fun to show the progress as we go along.
