Lucky me. Can’t you see I’m in New Orleans? What could be better than that?
A stopped clock is right twice a day—even in New Orleans. Relax. What is meant to be will be. “Ce qui sera sera” as the Creole maw-maws like to say. One pleasant surprise follows another in New Orleans. If you can predict what’s going to happen next, you aren’t in New Orleans. New Orleans isn’t Omaha.
GET LUCKY IN NEW ORLEANS.
I would rather be in New Orleans than in anyplace else. Even a bad day in New Orleans is better than the best day of fishing.
Teach a person to appreciate New Orleans and they will enjoy themselves for the rest of their lives. Good memories are chicken soup for the spirit. Falling in love with New Orleans isn’t a lesson to learn, though. Some people just have this natural disposition.
Falling in love with New Orleans is like catching an orgasmic strain of the flu.
Epiphanies are unveiled in New Orleans. If any city is sainted, it is The Big Easy, The Wet Grave, The City That Care Forgot. The stars in New Orleans are aligned for both blessings and magic. If you are bored in New Orleans, you have a hole in your imagination.
LUCKY IN LOVE: LUCKY IN NEW ORLEANS.
Everybody is lucky in New Orleans. People get lucky in New Orleans because they feel lucky. Love makes the realm of New Orleans go around.
Everyone is in love with New Orleans. If you’re not in love with New Orleans, you have a hole in your heart.
À votre santé,
La Belle Esplanade
…a place unlike any other hotel you have ever stayed in.