NOLA

So yesterday we woke up late, I wrote the last post and Walker wrote and recorded a song with Ross in the span of 12 hours. I let him tell you about that and I'll tell my own story.

I took a good little 10 mile ride down the Mississippi River while the sun was setting. I followed the river upstream along the Mississippi River Trail on the levees. Here was my route.



Out on the banks of the river I discovered a strange ritual. A group of 40 or so people (read: hippies) dressed in white were chanting and bathing in the murky shipping lane that is the Mississippi. As far as I could gather it was a protest against BP and environmental destruction in general. They rolled around in the mud while read poems about Poseidon's anger... not something you see every day.

I rode until it was too dark and turned around to chance the horrible New Orleans roads in the dark back to Raleigh's. After that I went and met Walker and Ross at an abandoned warehouse near the railroad, but not before stopping at NOLA Grocery and getting a ridiculous 15" shrimp poorboy. (I couldn't finish it, so you know it was huge) Here are some pictures.

Logan