I woke up way too early this morning, conference excitement, so now I am drinking bad coffee and typing.
New Orleans looks much as it once did. There are still a lot of places closed up, but the French Quarter looks like it did last time I was here, just less people. It still has that smell of too many nights that never end and it appears as though any crazy thing you imagine is just around the corner.
–Jane, may be the crazy thing around the corner