• Driving to New Orleans
One of my best friends, Ann Kelley, loved New Orleans, and had been asking me to take her with me the next time I went to visit my sister Nicole.
We departed around 10 am from Ada for the 12 hour drive to New Orleans. At 10 pm, we arrived and immediately went for pizza at Italian Pie. They made a veggie pizza for me with garlic instead of cheese. It was the most garlic I have ever eaten in one sitting.
• Painted Bridge and City Park
We’ve been tired and/or sleepy every day. In the morning, we moved my sister into her new kitchen and office. Sushi for lunch. Nap, grocery run, walked the dog. At around 5 pm, we shot at a pink painted rail bridge then made our way to City Park. By 9 pm we were at Deanie’s, where we gorged on potatoes, beans and rice, and onion rings.
• Grand Isle State Park
In a style consistent with New Orleans life, we aren’t really starting until lunch, and end up dining as late as 10 pm. It’s quite opposite from my desert jaunts when I’m out the door by sunrise.
We had lunch of French Fries Po Boy down the street from Nicole’s at Weavers.
Grand Isle State Park was neat. We drove past bayous, fishing villages, shipyards. The park was nearly deserted due to approach of Tropical Storm Allison. The beach was stormy and warm.
• D-Day Museum on D-Day
Rain was heavy at times, all day, so it was museum day. At the Museum of Modern Art, Ann was so mesmerized by the paintings that we left her there and went to the D-Day Museum, since this was D-Day. I didn’t shoot much, but found it all very interesting.
Dinner was a highly spicy affair at an African place, a meal like none I’d had before.
• The Quarter
We had lunch at the Hummingbird, downtown, where a sign there says, “No talking to imaginary people.” We made a few passable images in the French Quarter, fighting driving rain.