My favorite corner of New Orleans is the Faubourg Marigny named for the original plantation owner who cultivated these city blocks.
I like this section of the city because it falls between the excessively touristy French Quarter and the excessively un-gentrified Bywater.
Marigny is cute enough to be pretty, much of it, but not too cute to make it unbearable.
There are pretty homes,
...restaurants and music venues...
...and quiet streets where people actually live.
Some residents make their houses pretty perhaps to excess,
...others retain reminders that crime is rampant in the Crescent City where the living isn't necessarily "easy."
Summer is hot, which I like even at home as heat keeps people away and New Orleans, like the Keys is better enjoyed empty.
The street surfaces suck, pot holes badly filled in make a terrible mess. I could imagine getting bounced off my motorcycle on these apologies for streets. Gotta love New Orleans!
Holy Trinity Church. This is why New Orleans looks more European than New World to many people.
Collapsing buildings remind us why poverty and corruption are synonymous with New Orleans. Especially when they are still occupied.
And right next door in this crazy town homes are spiffed and painted and as lovely as you could wish.
I still loathe those potholes.
New Orleans; a permanent paradox.
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