As we walked off the train and into the creole world we were first greeted by a blast of warm air that felt completely foreign in December for us northerners. We began the trek into the city seeking out our hotel, eagerly heading toward showers and clean clothes. The city greeted us with fresh views and sounds that refreshed our travel tired souls. I was immediatley immersed in the culture of this ancient city. Breathtaking buildings lined the street and locals greeted us with hearty hellos.
After arriving at the hotel and cleansing our train journey from our bodies we prepared for our introduction to the French quarter. We arrived by trolley in true new orleans style, and were placed in an immediate and lasting state of shock and awe. The lights, music and smells of Cajun spices pulled us in and welcomed us in our temporary home.
Our dinner was in a restaurant that spoke of hundreds of years of history. The food welcomed us to the city with flavors so diverse and unique to the inexperienced illinois taste buds.
We took a tour through the city, through the eyes of the spirits who also call it home. We learned of the city's violent and proud past.
Our first night in New Orleans was an amazing introduction to a culture we have all began to fall in love with.
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