Been a few times, always the same, great vibe and a great city. Huge contrasts between the rich and poor, very sad to see in some places. Stepping over a body to cross canal street, not too sure if he was breathing or not, no one seems to give a toss. Took the wife this time, she found the local drink called a purple hurricane. Sold on a takeaway basis by street venders .Tasted like fruit juice, but has between 12 and 18 measures of spirits. I had beer. Two of these and she was gone. Couldn’t remember the night . Music and bands play all night as do local kids with upturned buckets, drumming away. Lovely for a visit , stay near the french quarter or you will be murdered. Best hotel for a pit of piece and away from the noise it called “ the b” on canal street