If I were to choose a place in the United States where I can spend a couple of weeks, it'll definitely be New Orleans.
I've always wanted to go there. Even after Katrina, I still want to go there. Not for Mardi Gras, not because of Anne Rice, but because the place is magical, mystical, enchanted.
I want to spend an afternoon or two in the French Quarters, maybe tour the cemeteries, visit the restaurants for gastronomic feast.
Imagine having an encounter with a voodoo priestess or being freaked out by a ghost tapping you on your shoulder while you're sitting down, staring at the moon.
Imagine being transported back in time while listening to one of the many great New Orleans jazz bands.
New Orleans, I think, will give me every bit of experience one can think of when traveling. Culture, entertainment, architecture, food, religion, spirituality, and the people... living or not.
Someday... soon... I will visit. I will make New Orleans mine, for such a place, no matter how long or short the stay is, will forever be in my head and in my heart.
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