I am so wanting to move back home to New Orleans.I forgot how much I love this place.I guess that everytime I come back,I am usually in some huge hurry to have as much fun as possible,I drink and eat too much and can't wait to go home at the end of it.I have had time to stretch out and relax a bit and now I remember what I love about my home.There is nothing like it,that is simply it.
Last night I finally got to eat at Tujagues.I love that place because it reminds me of my father. He was nuts about the place and ate there as soon as he came into town.I think that we are supposed to go to the Court of theTwo Sisters as well,which always reminds me of my mother.I guess that really this city is filled with memories for me.The St Charles streetcar reminds me of running away from home.I cannot go anywhere in the Quarter without thinking of the way it was when I was a kid.I cannot deny that I belong here.I wish that I could live here again.
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