I went to New Orleans last week. We picked up a friend of mine and headed off headed off down Esplanade to find something to eat. I've never been very familliar with the East Bank, and was a little confused as to where I was. But as we crossed Williams, I made a mental note: "Oh yes, I know where I am! At the corner of Esplanade and Williams...when did they put that Wallmart Marketplace there?"
After running hither, thither and yon, we returned back to our friend's house where the evening news happened to be on.
"There was a murder in this afternoon near the intersection of Esplanade and Williams. The suspect ran into the Wallmart Marketplace parking lot..."
I was shocked. Not that there was a murder in New Orleans, but that it was frighteningly close to where we were, and at the same time. We went back and forth across that intersection at least 5 times! Looking back, I remember hearing sirens and seeing police cars in the Walmart parking lot...but who ever would've thought?