Bob Dylan said: "In New Orleans, everything seems like a good idea." I can't think of anything to say that more effectively sums up the city. As an architect, it was simultaneously wonderful and sad. The precarious condition of everything built by humans does much to justify the whimsy and flamboyance of the forms and details. With the certainty of destruction close at hand, the motivation to make a major investment in longevity and critical infrastructure seems to be limited, although that condition hasn't stopped the Dutch from making a nation for themselves.
Heat and humidity are things that I am not that familiar with, and I occasionally felt trapped and dependent on air conditioning. Trees are critical to survival. I cannot describe the sense of relief that comes when you walk from direct sunlight to the blessed shade of an oak tree.
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