Throwback Thursday: New Orleans 2009

3028_746412197092_7089287_nTonight is Thursday Night Football and my boys, the New Orleans Saints, are playing against the Atlanta Falcons. In honour of my men in black and gold and one of my favourite cities on this planet, this week’s Throwback Thursday will take me back down memory lane to our epic road trip of 2009 and our stop in The Crescent City.

As I was gathering photos for this post, Alabama Song by The Doors got stuck in my head. I took one look at the photo of the Old Absinthe Bar sign I had taken and immediately Jim’s voice started to sing  “Well show me the way to the next whiskey bar…”. I realize the song isn’t even about New Orleans, but to me it’s still fitting given the night that my friends and I had in this town.

Out of all the stops we made on this sixteen-day road trip throughout the United States, New Orleans was the one city I had requested to add to the itinerary. There’s just something about this town that has me hooked. I can even remember walking home from school as a child with my best friend Lauren, and we’d talk about wanting to visit to see Mardi Gras. My love for this city was cemented many years ago.

This was my first visit to Nola, and I haven’t yet been back for a follow-up, but one day I will. And when I do, it’ll be during football season so I can watch my boys play in the Superdome.

If you need anymore reason to love this town, watch Spike Lee’s When the Levees Broke: A Requiem in Four Acts, which focuses on the loss and aftermath of Hurricane Katrina. Lee says of the film:

“New Orleans is fighting for its life. These are not people who will disappear quietly — they’re accustomed to hardship and slights, and they’ll fight for New Orleans. This film will showcase the struggle for New Orleans by focusing on the profound loss, as well as the indomitable spirit of New Orleaneans.”

Or check out the HBO series Treme. It’s fantastic.

Anytime I miss this city I just need to glance down at my wrist to look at the fleur de lis tattoo I got at Electric Ladyland Tattoo on Frenchmen Street. I often get asked by people who see it if I’m French Canadian, to which I smirk and respond “Nope. I got it in New Orleans.”



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