Ten years after the disaster of Hurricane Katrina, I'm remembering the time I spent in New Orleans five year ago. I went down to New Orleans to experience something different, something outside of myself. Raised in Colorado the south is a foreign entity to me, what is humidity? During a college spring break I went down south, on an Alternative Break, to volunteer with disaster relief after Hurricane Katrina. Five years after the fact the devastation was sitting right in front of my eyes, and much is still the same today. In a “Now” driven culture where news is provided in shock format visiting a disaster zone so long after the disaster it was hard to believe the ruins that still remained then, and what remains today. We often forget the pain and suffering others are feeling after the initial damage has left our TV screens. But something else struck me while I was in New Orleans: the vivacity of the city. Everyone around me was bright and full of life with jazz running through their veins, the hurricane was strong but the community is stronger.