Home again, home again, jiggety jog.


It's been almost a week, and we're back in the T-dot.

There was the good - Preservation Hall, Terence and Herbie, Cafe du Monde

There was the bad - The Greyhound bus, Jazz Fest, Bourbon Street

There was the ugly - Food poisoning for the Robeau

I'll report back soon with details and some of the many, many pictures I snapped.


An aside: BT, I hugged Pete Fountain, just for you!


  1. Anonymous12:21 PM

    BT is grateful. I'm sure PF was too!

    Sorry about the bad - food poisoning is ugly.

    That bad Jazzfest, would that be the jazzfest I kept seeing on television with no jazz guys?

    Wecome home.

  2. Yes, that was the fest. It wasn't the programming I had the problem with. Well, that's not entirely true. Mostly it's just that we're not *that kind* of fest-people. Too much work, not enough pay off. Couldn't bring myself to get as drunk as I think you'd need to be to enjoy the fact that dirt is blowing in your face every minute you're there...that sort of thing. Let it be said here: I am too high maintenance for the NO jazz fest.

    Not that I'm complaining. Had some GREAT experiences elsewhere. Photos, I'm hoping, will make an appearance tomorrow :)


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