How my trip started and how my trip ended was completely unexpected. As I sit in my hotel room and reflecting on my trip to New Orleans these last five days, I can't help but think about the streets I walked, the food I ate, the music I heard, the sights I saw, the cultures I experienced, the people I met, and most importantly, the stories I learnt. At the end of the day, it's always about the stories. And when I go back home, I will be sharing my stories of my trip, and sharing the stories of those I met to not only honour their legacies, but also to honour them for enriching my life with their lives. And lastly, my experience in this city wouldn't have been made possible without the generousity that @old77_hotel and @jprice1011 had shown me. You have my deepest gratitude and my highest regards. And thanks again for the wonderful gift. I will cherish it always. Side note: still haven't used the handle bars. I know they are accents, but really? #neworleans #nola @visitneworleans #oldno77hotelandchandlery #itsalwaysaboutthestories #storytelling #gaysolotraveller #gaytravel #storiesarepowerful #gratitudeformyexperience #gainingnewperspectives #life #reflection (at The Old No. 77 Hotel & Chandlery)