Well the conference is over.  It was a good time.  Seeing all my long distance co-workers and friends is always good.  ...The city, was sad and dirty.  It was no more dirty than I remembered it being 20 years ago, but I have changed.  There did seem to be more Pan-handlers on the streets.  That fact could have been due to our timing...the week before Mardi Gras.  The same vague feeling of being in danger was there as always... part of the adventure.  I did not visit my old bar hang-outs... maybe in March with the next conference.

I think I have changed not New Orleans, and that is also sad.  We all must change to grow up, and something is always left behind.