How do I know that 2009 will be a great year? Because I will have visited New Orleans TWICE.
Mark and I are going back in April during the Jazz & Heritage Festival.
The first time I wandered around the French Quarter, eating. Simply eating. And buying voodoo dolls and other such kitsch. This time was so much better because I wasn't spending the whole time in a stuffy hospital like last time. Some day, I will live here.