I'm filled with kid dread to tell my French guests that for three days I'm heading off to the Big Easy Bake Oven that is summertime New Orleans. Newspaper conference. This will be quite a trip as last time I was there I was chem-addled all the while during what they call Party Gras.
And all the while photographed the beauty of chaos.
And saw the universe's grandest palmetto bug.
This is my most secret astounding feature: I can be in a city one time and the feel of its streets is completely imprinted in my specialized Nancy memory. I've revisited cities and have been able to maneuver about deftly, maybe not knowing street names, but moving unlost by visual cues. And that, pal, is a true photographic memory.