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Wittenberg University, Loyola University New Orleans
International School of Louisiana
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Hey, I’m Colleen!

New Orleans, Louisiana, United States · Member since December 2012
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Hi, bonjour, buenas,

I have been doing air bnb for about a year now, and i have great great great experiences with my guests! I like to bring the positive energy into my house, so that the guests can feel it!

Currently I am a reading remediation/art/movement teacher, child yoga instructor originally from Pittsburgh, PA with an Irish family, seeking the secret to living and working as a sojourning artist. I paint, and sing, and would love to find the time to write the children's books that have been knocking around in my head for years.

Doing yoga keeps me sane, and I started learning French recently, as I work in an International school. Vous parlez francais?
I love outdoor adventures, and have backpacked in almost every western state in the US. I'd like to get back to Europe and Latin America soon, and have a hanking for Thailand.

Riding my bike cross country, and scuba diving with sharks (or diving in general) are on my must do life bucket list.

I have been living in New Orleans for almost 6 years now, and think I have a pretty good feel for the city. This is a weird, unique, wonderful and sometime aggravating place to live. Beyond just Mardi Gras, Jazzfest, and Bourbon street, there are deep roots, and deep culture here; sometimes a second line will start marching down your street in the middle of a Sunday afternoon, and whatever plans or appointment you had will just have to wait til that party is over (if you don't know what a 2nd line is, look it up)

Even after being here for 5 years, I have only just begun to understand what I means to miss New Orleans, and it gets into you, into your blood......

like.....when you are walking down the street in NYC on New Years eve with a new bottle of whiskey to bring to a party, you open it right there on the sidewalk before entering the subway, because you forget you aren't in New Orleans, and you can be arrested for having an open container. Oops.

like...you can't believe people don't say "baby" when addressing you anywhere else (don't worry, its not meant to be patronizing; grown men call each other "baby" down here, just as women to women, and older people to younger people)

like...people say hi or "alright" when you walk down the street. Don't do that sh*t in NYC ( I looove NYC by the way, it just ain't New Orleans :)

like...when people talk about what they dislike about New Orleans, even when you are tired of the crime, and broken systems, you find yourself defending the sh*t out of this place, like "nah, man, you just don't understand"

like....that feeling you get stepping out of your house on Mardi Gras day, and your entire city is looking crazy and colorful, and people are more merry and loving than Christmas....and teachers get a whole week off...like its religious.

like....when you hear brass band music you swoon

like...you take pride that street musicians can actually make a decent living down here.

like...you know most things are impermanent, and this city forces you face impermanence, and to love the moment, because who knows how long we will be here, right here, just as we are, like this.

Come visit, I will share what I know, and give you suggestions for places to see and visit.

Look forward to meeting you.