One woman I met at the Pinettes show, Renee Lapeyrolerie, wrote me, “Badly worded, not a crime, just a sin lol enjoy the rest of your stay,” and then advised me to put my phone in a zip-lock bag in case it rained.The city is certainly in the midst of a post-Katrina upswing, with plenty of new dining and drinking spots (the St.(Solo women travelers, as always, should exercise extra caution, no matter the outcry of locals.) But the city also has, I’ve learned, a very forgiving spirit.
w=300" data-large-file="https://usathss.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/8p85gb8b.jpg? w=1000" /A truly disturbing report has emerged from New Hampshire, where a pair of youth baseball coaches reportedly planned to “bean” an 11-year-old girl — the league’s only female player — in an attempt to intimidate her and get her to leave the league.
That’s something that the obsessive reporter in me is going to have to come to terms with, as does any traveler to some degree: Try to do everything and you’ll wind up missing the most magical parts of being far from home.“New Orleans is a feeling,” Angelika Joseph, a singer for the city’s only all-female brass band, The Pinettes, told me while chilling on a sidewalk after a show. From the sense I got on the ground, though, the tricentennial ranks pretty far below Mardi Gras as a thing the city is excited about. Charles Avenue, where I was staying, ladders were set up for the purpose of viewing parades that were two weeks out, and strings of beads from years past were dripping off every oak tree like moss.
“We’re so cool, even our trees have bling,” I overheard someone say.
The 52 Places Traveler Our new columnist — chosen (out of 13,000 applicants) to visit all of the spots on our 52 Places list — finds plenty to celebrate in New Orleans, including fierce pride and a spirit of forgiveness.
On my first trip to New Orleans, eight years ago, I bought a new pair of sneakers.