Another Weekend In New Orleans: This is the first post made from my home in New Orleans after the hurricane hit. While the wireless connection was up on my last visit, I was busy doing way too many other things to construct a post. The first thing I did when I walked into my place this time was to attack the footprint of the old refrigerator, a.k.a. El Stinky, with every known Lysol product and chemical simulated by Dow. After dousing with air freshener and a plug-in air purifier attached to the wall at the scene of the slime, it doesn’t smell like a dead body may once have lingered, bloated and collapsed back into its chemical consituents in the sanctuary of my home, my kitchen.
Otherwise, the city continues to look better and better with each visit. Some parts of Metairie, a lot of Lakeview and portions of the Garden District remain untouched. For the most part, however, there is activity everywhere and residents have begun to shed Shock Mode for Rebuilding Mode. The Superdome has a new roof, the lights of downtown twinkle once again for a nice nighttime view from my driveway as well as the back porch. The taco salad at Juan’s Flying Burrito on Magazine St. reminded me why I love food in New Orleans, and why I adore the people here. Someone like me is normal in this town.
I am home, even if it is for a weekend. More, with pictures, in my next post. Tomorrow I get to see a lot of friends at the first Krewe de C.R.A.P.S. meeting after last Mardi Gras!
