New Orleans, Wednesday
I’ve been doing more New Orleans photos. According to my widget, it is 227 days since we came back.
This was the 25th. Two days before we left. I went for a photo walk with Gary. We drove out to St. Bernard Parish for these ridiculous po-boys [and Neapolitan cheesecake SAY WHAT!] while Chad and D went to the aquarium. A storm was coming in and blowing the signs sideways. There’s a really long stretch of the St. Bernard Highway where most everything is abandoned, malls with grass growing in the parking lot and marquees touting something that never happened from years ago. While everyone else went to the zoo, I rode up in the glass elevators then took the streetcar up to the end of the line then caught a bus across town ALL BY MYSELF and thrifted a little and sat in a café. Then headed over to meet everyone for sno-balls. We had dinner at the tiki place my sister recommended and it was delicious. Walked around the French Quarter some more. THEN went swing dancing at the rock ‘n’ bowl.
That chandelier’s in the bathroom at the rock ‘n’ bowl. That place was so awesome, I would totally hang out there all the time, there’s a bar and bowling and a live band and all kinds of retro goodnesss and people who dance and don’t give a shit about it. People are not like that so much here. The lack of self-consciousness is probably what I liked best about the people there.
Anyway. There are more photos from that day. I just have the 26th and the piddly bits of the 27th before we went to the airport and then I am done. Which means it’s time to go back. I miss it a lot.