I wrote this short post for a travel writing class I recently took. The assignment was to write 300 words or less (I think I went a little over) about a location without using generic words such as “interesting, good, great” etc. It was a challenge but I really enjoyed the assignment and my finished post.
As you walk through the French Quarter, you’re immersed in a setting that piques all your senses. You see the past and present meet right in front of your eyes, with old, weathered yet colorful buildings right next to flashing neon and city skyscrapers. You feel the humidity in the air that magnifies the coolness in the winter and shellacs a layer of sweat on you in the summer. The sound of music, bustling people, and horse hooves tickle your ear drums, and the scent of creole food, sugary drinks, and waste from previously mentioned horses wafts into your nose. What do you taste? That part is up to you, but the possibilities are endless. New Orleans is a city unlike any other, and if you’re lucky (or unlucky), you may even have your sixth sense activated by one of its many resident spirits; and no, I’m not talking about booze-based spirits.