Monday, May 31, 2010

The city of seafood, jazz, and doughnuts with strange names...

Of course we're talking about beignets (French for fried dough) and the city we're talking about is the great city of New Orleans. Upon arriving it had recently rained and we could already see what sort of drainage issues the town had. Multiplying that in one's head exponentially and you get a pretty good idea of what Katriana, or "The Storm" as the locals call it, did to the city. Driving down one of New Orleans major streets we noticed beads hanging from the trees. Probably left over from Mardi Gras. Turning on to the street where our hostel is located we experienced the sobering sight of boarded up and abandoned homes. We assumed that they were left over from after Katrina and our suspicions were confirmed when we checked into the hostel. New Orleans has tiny streets and parking is limited but the man at the desk assured that we could use the church parking lot across the street because they never returned after the storm. As we walked to our room we noticed the the hostel bore it's own scars from The Storm on the ceiling of the main room (pictures will follow). Currently we are taking time to do some laundry and recharge before we take the French Quarter by storm!!

A note for our loyal followers, stories and updates from the past week should be arriving soon (we hope!) But until then take some time for your jealousy to sink in. After all, we're currently in a city dedicated to two of the most important things in the world...food and music!!

Au Revoir,
Katy and Eric

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