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Personal Narrative: If I Went To New Orleans
We were on our way to Biloxi, Mississippi when we decided to go to New Orleans to start our vacation off. We arrived in New Orleans at around nine o’clock in the morning after driving for sixteen hours. We immediately stopped and got something to eat. After we finished we were back on the road. We walked around New Orleans for three or four hours. On the way we saw numerous things. We stopped a couple of shops, went to see the Gulf of Mexico, and eventually got something to drink. It was ninety-five degrees outside and I thought I was going to die if I didn’t drink something. It was one of those get-me-out-of-here moments. New Orleans overall was very interesting and it was a great way to start our vacation.

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