Strangers In A Very Strange Land (Day 1) - Thursday

   (According To My Voice-recorder)


   I tried not to anticipate this trip a.k.a. getting too excited, and it turns out, I wasn't let down. I had to get up at five am, and get outta' Dodge before rush hour, my dad at the helm of course.
   We were off to New Orleans for mom's National Association Quilling Guild. In current english, mom has a group of fellow quillers that spans the U.S. They have an annual meeting and this one just happened to be in the Bowl City.
   What spooked me was a crop duster that appeared to spray a field at five feet and didn't pull up until the very last moment. I thought it was going to crash into the interstate.
I   Our first stop on this six-hour trip was in Winnie, Texas. We gassed up and were on aour way--with my new halogen flashlight- which I managed to grab at the checkout.
   About 10:15 am I crossed into Louisiana, for the first time, I might add. There is a river to cross there too- the Sabine.
   I had lunch in Bauthea, one of my last stops before I hit the swamps.
   Just down the road, was one of the longest bridges I have ever traveled upon and when we ran out of swamp, we ran into trees. I mean the thickest bunch of trees with their height being about 50 feet and their roots in.. you guessed it. Swamp. I probably couldn't even fit the length of my index finger in between those Cypress and Pine trees. Whilst in the fauna, we hit a six-lane highway. Now this wasn't your average six lane. No. We had your average two lane east and west and the stream in between, wide enough for a canoe. Oh, and you had your water intersections at perfect 90'.
   At 10 'til 2p, I finally crossed the Mississippi River, and the Lake Pontchartrain bridge.
   At 3p, we got to the hotel, the quillers were going to hole up at. After moving all of the baggage in, dad and I laid down.*


   Stay tuned for Pt. 2- When I go into the French Quarter

    * I put that flag up there on the board as part of an experiment. Guess it works!!!


 

Great Trip (Day +0)

I'm back a.o. last night. 5 days in New Orleans was more than enough. Our hotel was right across from the airport so on average, every four minutes a 737 took off over our hotel. More than enough details following...

Anticipation

   It's Mother's Day '14, and Thursday, we shove off for New Orleans. It's a six- hour journey from Houston to the Bowl City. So, what business do we have The Big Easy? Simple. Mom has a quilling guild she belongs to, and they have an annual meet somewhere in the U.S. This one just happened to be in New Orleans.
   Mom is working her fanny off in order to make the deadline, and dad's giving his all, doing chores, mowing the lawn etc, etc... As for me, I'm falling all over the place, so I stay glued to my chair, or my walker,
   I've also got my hobbies to keep me busy. The Rubix Cube, Assembly Line models, Audubon's bird copying coloring books, beading, and weaving braclets. Of course, there's also my huge music collection on Itunes - Classical musical, and classic rock. I could set up a radio station right here in Houston!
    Well, there's work to be done, rides to be taken, and scenery to be explored all in four days. I'm going to use a micro-cassette recorder to record everything interesting so I don't miss much of anything since I've got the memory the size of a hair on the hind leg of a flea.
   So hang on, and I hope to get back to you soon.