I'm headed to New Orleans for a week and tomorrow can't come soon enough. Why? #1 -- I am sick of Portland society right now. #2 -- I need some sunshine on my face. #3 -- I love muffuletta sandwiches and beignets.
Oh, it's also mardi gras. There will be no flashing of my boobs, unless I happen to see Clive Owen walk by. But I would do that even if it wasn't mardi gras.
I like to set goals for myself and I have some for my time in the Big Easy:
eat: only new orleans cuisine.
hear: people speaking cajun & creole french
see: old friends
do: lots of laughing and drinking
perhaps: fall in love with the city and move there?
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