Well, I guess it’s obvious that I survived New Orleans despite my lack of posting during my stay. Coherent thought is not one of the common experiences of the Big Easy and I thought my delirious ramblings might not be the best reflection of my intellect to my faithful readers. However, it is safe to say that a good time was had. We saw some great acts, drank more than necessary and ate fabulous meals.
[Read More]I woke up early this morning, 6:30 to be precise, but I always have a hard time sleeping in hotel rooms. I made the unfortunate mistake of trying out Horst’s recommended continental breakfast which actually turned out to be left over WWII German Army rations. However, they say that military life builds discipline so I’m happy to say I muscled my way through.
I hit the road right after breakfast and made my way down beautiful Highway 71. If, you’ve never had a chance to make your way through the Quachita National Forest, I highly recommend putting it on your list. It’s really a beautiful area of the country and I hit it at a perfect time. There was a heavy rain last night and a mild morning which meant beautiful patches of mist hovering on the sides of the hills and making its way through the trees. The other thing I’m really noticing is that these road trips are really improved by my lack of smoking. There are a lot of smells that I’ve been missing for a long time. The smells of fresh cut wood, rain and smoke were rampant in the morning air. All in all, probably one of the better pieces of road I’ve been on.
[Read More]Well, here’s the first gallery of my New Orleans vacation. I spent all of yesterday driving and driving hard so the gallery is pretty small. A twelve hour drive primarily in rainy conditions doesn’t leave much time for photography. However, this trip was fun. I camped last night in beautiful Tickfaw state park, which I highly recommend. However, if you decide to visit in early spring, bring bug spray and lots of it or you’ll bleed to death, I assure you. Woke up early this morning, had breakfast at a charming little diner and made my way into New Orleans along I-55 which I have renamed the bayou highway. A miracle of modern engineering, I-55 runs for 50 miles elevated high above marshland as far as the eye can see. Just got checked into the hotel and got a much needed shower. More soon . .
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