It started off as a rainy dreary day, but the clouds broke up around 930 am so Penny and I adventured into N’Awlinz, We drove over Lake Pontchartrain -which I have always wanted to see-yay. We made it to Bourbon Street, not named after the booze, the drink came several years after this quiet community was founded…. Not so quiet anymore, Penny and I were quite happy that it had rained that morning to wash the streets clean, the architecture if beautiful, the music great, and the smell, well, like I said, thanks for the rain.
Ha I remember that smell. 🤢