Sunday, November 9 2014
I have crossed the seas, I have left cities behind me, and I have followed the source of rivers towards their source or plunged into forests, always making for other cities. I have had women, I have fought with men; and I could never turn back any more than a record can spin in reverse. And all that was leading me where? To this very moment...
On the topic of: Existential Dread, Highways, New Orleans, Poor Decisions, Reflections, Selfies, trucks
Tuesday, November 4 2014
Earlier today I saw the guy now playing the stop sign taunting a tourist, shouting from across the street, "you can't even get an erection," among other things, most of which were incoherent.
He's definitely not with the band (the legendary Treme Brass Band), but he isn't too bad either.
On the topic of: Brass Bands, Dirtbags, Improvisation, Jazz, Music, New Orleans, Street Performances
Monday, November 3 2014
Servers were endlessly running in and out of the kitchen while many patrons sat, waiting to order, at empty tables. There are so many places at which I still have to eat, how could I stop to sit down? I waited in line to get a take-out bag of beignets and an iced chicory cafe au lait to go.
On the topic of: Beignets, Café du Monde, Coffee, French Market, French Quarter, New Orleans, Travel, Vacation
Sunday, November 2 2014
For the sake of my grandfather who departed earlier this year, I dropped in for Sunday service at St. Louis Cathedral. I've not been to a mass in 15 years.
On the topic of: Catholicism, Ceilings, Church, Mass, New Orleans, Sundays, Travel, Voodoo
Saturday, November 1 2014
All the restaurants I found near the Loews Hotel, where I'm staying the next three nights, are closed. Most closed at 10pm. That is not what I expected.
Across the street from the hotel's Swizzle Stick bar, which closed at an early 12AM, I found Ernst Cafe, a bar serving food.
On the topic of: Food, Late Night Dinners, New Orleans, Sandwiches, Travel
Friday, October 31 2014
I've arrived, two hours behind schedule.
On the topic of: Airports, Jazz, Louis Armstrong, New Orleans, Travel
Thursday, October 30 2014
"Lightning crashes / a new mother cries." –Live
A storm is raging overhead. The poor woman behind me is not doing so well and neither are the rest of us on this plane. We've been grounded in Charlotte for more than an hour and a half now. Her baby's been crying throughout our wait.
On the topic of: Charlotte, Flight, New Orleans, Storms, Travel
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