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French Quarter, New Orleans

 

It was hard to leave San Francisco, but I am really happy to be staying with my friend fr Auggie, of the Southern Dominican Province.


This meant that it was easy to hop on the streetcar…


.,,and head to the home of jazz…


The famous French Quarter.


To my great relief it is unseasonably cool here…


…at around 28 degrees Celsius.


I had red beans, followed by beignets for lunch…


…and reflected…


…on just how fortunate I am!

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