Fulton Street

Yesterday night, I visited Fulton Street. The street was decorated with Christmas lights, and a Christmas tree. There were also venders, reindeers and a Santa. I sat to have dinner in Grand Island, and while looking through the window I saw snowflakes falling from the sky. I have never seen snow, so my excitement was indescribable. Sadly, of course, when I went outside I saw they were coming out of a fake snowman. I knew that it doesn’t supposed to snow in New Orleans, but I guess that because I was so cold, and I had read that it snows in New Orleans once or twice per decade, I kind of had an absurd illusion that it would happen this winter. Nonetheless, I liked the weather, and the Christmas lights were lovely.