….this is how I feel about the social scene in New Orleans. It is complete sensory overload. Although there has always been a healthy festivity culture here, I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s become a bit too much for me after all these decades of reveling in such. It seems that there is always (and I mean ALWAYS) at least 3 major events any given week. I’m suffering burnout.
I’m not sure of how many out there feel the same way, but I did run across this piece from the Journal of American History which comes to similar conclusions as I do (that the city has become “Disney-fied” and a caricature of itself), though the author does cut thick on the racism angle, in my opinion.
Don’t mistaken what I write here, though; I am belaboring my own fatigue of this festival climate, which has only ramped up over the years. I do understand the economic impact of the tourism “industry” (for lack of better terminology), to the tune of about $5000000000 (that’s BILLION) a year.
I’m not sure if anyone else feels the same way, but sometimes I just want to walk to a local bar in my neighborhood that isn’t swamped with tourists, doesn’t have expensive drinks, and will let my dog in with me because now, all of a sudden, he’s considered “dirty” most places. There has to be some middle ground, surely? The closest I can find is during one of the weekdays I have off (typically Monday) picking up a six-pack of NOLA Blonde, and bicycling out to Audubon Park and sitting at The Fly to watch the boats pass along the river in relative silence.
I guess I have to take what I can get. Enjoy the festivities, folks. I’ll be avoiding most of them for the foreseeable future.