Made it into Louisiana safe and sound this morning, but only because of an insanely lucky bit of timing when I got to the baggage check-in line. I managed to read a good amount of that Sam Cooke biography I’ve been procrastinating on.
Amy’s parents met us at the airport, and took us out for an early lunch. In keeping with my tradition of eating incongruous foods, they proposed that we go to a Lebanese place they like. So I re-upped with the Schawarma Police and chowed down.
Once we got in the door, I collapsed into a great three-hour nap. I had zero idea where I was when I woke up, which is a good indicator of just how tired I was.
My immediate impression is that things have improved a bunch in the 2 months since we last visited. We’ll be going to the French Quarter tomorrow, along with other areas of the city, so I oughtta have a clearer impression of things.
never thought I’d happily pay $11 for a movie, much less one about christmas. That said, I took Liat to see polar express in imax 3-d: it was 1000 times better than star wars (and I would have named a male child Lando if my wife so delivered!). I’ve never seen a 3-d movie before, and now I’m ready to see the nascar 3-d flick. Worth every penny.
BTW: clearly the boy that lectured by santa–the smart one with glasses–represents you-know-who…..
Who does he represent? Peter Scolari?
I only IMAX’d once, and that was for Michael Jordan. I’d be worried if that was in 3-D.
Your chanukkah presents are sitting in NJ; I’ll ship everything over when we’re home next week.
you and me!