New to the City

So I know I may not be the most knowledgeable about New Orleans, because I'm new to the city.
I can look around and say it reminds me of home, but I'm new to the city.
Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I tried to pretend to be a native, but I'm new to the city.
If I tried to be the tour guide and showing people the best spots in the city and downtown, I would be lying to everyone on that streetcar because I'm new to the city.   
When people talk about Hurricane Katrina, and how it broke homes, and lost everything they ever worked for, seeing people struggle and suffer in unimaginable ways I would pretend to relate all I want, but I'm new to the city.

   As I roll through the city of New Orleans, whether it be on the St. Charles street car, on the Tulane bus, or hanging out in the city in the car, I wonder what this city looked like in 2005. I don't think I could imagine what the city looked like during Hurricane Katrina and the aftermath afterwards. To see homes dismantled, families separated, monumental places destroyed, and one of the most underrated cities in the country under water, I would never be able to see it in person. As the natives tell me that the city had to be rebuilt from the bottom back to new, I couldn’t see the city in shambles and non functional since its so live and visited on the daily. A place so happy and friendly that outsiders feel at home more than a tourist. As I look around, I couldn’t have imagined seeing water washing away people from the place people travel just to feel like nothing could ever go wrong. My heart goes to those who lost everything or anything at all from this detrimental event and that are still being affected by it. But I can’t relate because I'm new to the city.