I travel from New Orleans from time to time, always wondering why I’m leaving. Other places don’t have the same music or food that satisfies the body with the soul. And, why don’t cities let you have go cups?
Yet, one afternoon we set up a picnic at the pass, let the kids romp, and watched the colors dance across the sky. The sweep of the light from the Navy base added to the night. I didn’t mind being out of New Orleans so much that day.