I could be disappointed that I didn't use every meal opportunity to try a different world-famous restaurant. But then I was surprised how with Louisiana food I was as much interested in the history of the cooking and the mixing of cultures and people that went into it as the spicy dishes themselves.
I could be disappointed in myself that I wasn't out until 3AM every night sampling each jazz club and trying each local cocktail. But the last couple rainy nights I've found the right vibe sitting with the doors open to the balcony reading my book. In March at least, the humidity feels good. And Abita makes some fantastic beer.
Basically, New Orleans is the city I know I will come back to. It's a city I'd love to know better and better. It's a city I'd love to be able to show off to someone else. Because we all know I'm a tour guide-in-hiding.