Mark's parents, sister and brother-in-law came in for the 4th of July. We had a blast! I was proud of NOLA for being so beautiful from Algiers Point as we watched fireworks crack over the Mississippi river. What a sight! Just before fireworks began a brass band that was performing in Blaine Kern's Mardi Gras World Museum led a "second-line" parade down the levee where spectators danced and cheered.
New Orleans does this to you. Just when you think you can't stand the sight of one more dilapidated house, feel the awful sensation of one more pot hole, or taste the sweat pouring from your upper lip as humidity floats like a fog over the city, she surprises you with just enough beauty to keep you wanting more.
You can't get any more New Orleans than Palace Cafe for dinner, a free tour of Mardi Gras World, a visit with Blaine Kern himself, and sparkling fireworks to the tune of a trumpet-blaring rendition of "When the Saints Go Marching In..."
I love this city.
