Five Things

 

 {Look both ways before you cross a train track}

 Last Friday I skipped town and took the Amtrak to New Orleans. Saturday at 10 am we were in Yazoo, Mississippi when the train hit a truck. Honestly the only reason I knew we hit someone was the big puff of smoke and smell of gas (I was in the front car). Everyone on the train was fine- of course the driver of the truck was killed instantly. Aside from the train wreck my trip has been filled with plenty of po-boys, beignets and pralines.

 {fences littered with colorful beads}

 {Beignets at Café Du Monde}

 {Pralines at Aunt Sally's}

{the beautiful St. Louis Cathedral}