Made it into New Orleans this morning on one of the bumpiest flights I’ve ever taken. My bumpiness rating is based on how many passengers get sick from turbulence, and this one topped the charts with two little kids and one adult man puking before we landed. That was loads of fun.
Why the turbulence? Ugly weather! In fact, there’s flooding all over the place down here, though nothing as severe as The Big One. Still, it highlights some of the practical issues with living down here; a lot of it’s under sea level, and it can get a ton of rain.
But I’m safe and dry here is Des Allemands, with my belly filled by a fried catfish po’boy for lunch. There’s some gumbo waiting on the stove, once Amy & her parents (okay, my in-laws) get back from her godson’s (okay, my nephew’s) school play.
I, um, volunteered to watch the house, in case there are looters.
Okay, I’m kinda tired, and wasn’t in the mood to head out to the play. I plan on kicking back and finishing the first of those Berlin detective novels I mentioned. I’m enjoying the heck out of it.
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