It’s always so wild when someone talks to me about the originals. Like someone was talking to me earlier about how much they LOVE the show and how they REALLY want to go to New Orleans because of it and stuff and i’m like. i live five minutes from where they shoot that. almost all of my friends who want to go into film have been in that, and vampire diaries, and the walking dead, and sleepy hollow. I got a sandwich across the street from that voodoo shop yesterday. I saw a play in the theater that is supposed to be Copperface Jack’s. Like that “new Orleans” is just the part of town that is alive on Sundays after church but dies at 9 pm so sometimes on weekends we hang out at the tiny “botanical garden” that looks out over the part of town that has been transformed into somewhere else and sit on rocks by the koi pond and daydream about elsewhere. Then we go home and go to school and sometimes the traffic is really godawful in Old Town and that, alongside the balconies, is the only way we know that anything is ever filmed there. It is just odd to think other people dream of being here just for a day when it’s just somewhere we sometimes sit on the weekends when no one else is around.
