Autumn 2009, Confessions of a Mad Doodler
I Left My Ghost in New Orleans
I miss the old haunted streets and buildings I know so well; I miss the true cajun people who are among the friendliest and most charming in the world; the voodoo; the Quarter's oldest ghost and vampire tour, the dark & rich New Orleans coffee smell wafting from Cafe du Monde, the jazz music on every street in the Vieux Carré.
The remainder of this article is not available.
To see the rest of the article you may:
- Register for a regular subscription to this publication