I landed in the afternoon and within minutes was enveloped in heat and humidity that reminded me of exactly where I was...New Orleans. Street jazz, sunshine, painted faces, the Royal street wine stroll, galleries, lightening and thunder, the buzz on Bourbon street, the sky opens up, a man showers in the rain falling from an overflowing gutter, turtle soup, Muriel's restaurant, a table next to Vince Vaughn...can this possibly get better. -brown
