New Orleans was everything and nothing like I expected.
Friday night we were walking down Bourbon Street amongst the revelers. I didn’t expect beads in the middle of the summer, but they were everywhere. What cracked me up most were the people in the backgrounds of my pictures. I sat there in hysterics as I was editing.
Saturday, we were hiking through Jackson Square waiting for Cafe Du Monde to open.
P.S., it’s not open at 8am on Saturday morning – as if anyone is up at 8am on Saturday