My Visit To New Orleans

When I started to look for colleges during high school, I took an unconventional approach towards finding the university that I wanted to attend. My first visit to New Orleans was by accident after my parents canceled our summer trip to Santa Fe because they did not think the food there was good enough. They asked if New Orleans was a better alternative and I jumped at the idea of being in a city that supposedly is rich in ghost . After my first trip, I fell in love with the people, atmosphere, and most importantly the city. The next three years, my family and I came to New Orleans any chance we had, during spring break, winter vacation, and the summer. New Orleans became a place where my imagination was replenished after spending my whole life in Houston.The way I connected to New Orleans was through the distinct architecture and historical presence that I felt through my everyday experiences in the city.
New Orleans is known to be a fast paced city with festivals, and parties every night, however, there seems to be a quiet and easygoing side of the Crescent City that hides right off the main streets
Each building is just a little bit different from the last with its own personal story, so it's not hard to get caught up on each street reading the historical markers. New Orleans leaves historical “footprints” everywhere in the city. Whether it’s Congo park which was one of the first public meeting places for African Americans in the South, or a graveyard with influential figures like Homer Plessy and Marie Laveau buried within its walls. New Orleans is a city where it is not hard to get lost in all the rich history that lies within and around Mississippi. The historical presence is a primary reason for why I chose to attend Loyola because I knew that there is always something new to learn about the city with such deep roots in American