Practice Travel Blog

As I walk down the street in the french quarter I am overwhelmed with the smells, sounds, and sights. The city is alive with the smells of spicy and flavorful foods that make my stomach growl. The city is alive with the sounds of music, loud and warm music that makes every cell in my body want to dance. There are trumpets and spoons that play together and create melodies that inspire passersby to dance through their days. Every building I pass has a story which stretches through time and pulls the past and present together. As I walk through the city I am pulled into the creole world, I am pulled into a wonderful place full of smells, sounds, and sights which enchant me.