It didn't take long for New Orleans to work her charm on me. All those gorgeous buildings, painted in pastel colors and decorated with balconies and shutters and gingerbread trim softened me. The streetcars had me smitten. And by the time I stood on Canal Street and looked out at the palm trees and trolley tracks and the joyful life of the city, I was in love.
I spent part of an afternoon wandering around the Garden District, exploring the residential neighborhoods around our condo. Even there, in an area where tourists rarely ventured, it was lovely.
I took pictures of the First Emmanuel Baptist Church, across the street from my bedroom window.