New Orleans-Personal Narrative Essay

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Early in the cool Mississippi dawn, my family was bustling through the house and ready to hop in the car. We had planned this trip to NOLA for a while and it was finally unfolding. I could barely contain my excitement as I sipped hot coffee and scrambled to find my shoes. Soon we were all nestled in the car and ripping down the highway. As I sat in the back, I leaned my head against the frigid window and gazed at the stars. They quickly faded away into a murky, navy sky. We were gliding across Lake Pontchartrain in no time, anticipating seeing the silhouette of New Orleans rise from the marsh. When we arrived in the city, we flung down highways and twisted past the Super Dome. Finally, we parked near the river and close to the French Market. Stepping out of the vehicle, I was in awe of the beautiful city. A grand steamboat sat in the water, busy with people having breakfast on the deck. I craned my head every which way, trying to take it all in at once. New Orleans is by far not a perfect place but in its dilapidation there was a grandeur that shined through. Apartments were stacked high like shoeboxes. Streets …show more content…
They seated us on a balcony overlooking the streets. Slowly the sun faded into a haze and the streetlights flicked on one at a time. Our food came and we ate. Through bites of oysters, fried and raw, we discussed the day we had and what our favorite moment was. The night was fast approaching and realizing the long journey we had on the way back, we left. Climbing in the car with all of our trinkets we got ready for the dark ride home. Orange light poured over my face as I watched the glimmering city fade from my view. Lake Pontchartrain fell invisible to the night and the bridge felt as if we were flying through space. We arrived at the house and unloaded our souvenirs and King Cake, then collapsed into our beds. It was hard to sleep that night. New Orleans was still flashing through my