A tour, a dance and a bowling alley

After lunch we went back to the work site to pick up a pickup that a firefighter friend had loaned to George. They wanted to do more work, but I was beat, so I snoozed in the cab for an hour.

Then we all went off on a tour of town. Here's a view of the lower ninth ward, from a bridge:



And we got talking about how scenes of destroyed homes and businesses had started to seem routine... we were getting acclimatized to the destruction.



We saw whole shopping centers with nothing done to them, just wood on the windows. Mounds of junk cars... and houses with the Xs on them... I didn't see any where "Number of bodies" was not 0, but one said "K9" and several said "SPCA". I assume that means dead pets. One said "SPCA feed dog--->" sounds like a guard dog left in a house.

But in other ways, the town seems like any other town.



We ate dinner at Frostop... and I had to have red beans and rice... just once. Afterward we slept a little and then went out to the amazing "Rock N Bowl" for Zydeco night!



Geno Delafose's band was on stage, near lane 1 of the bowling alley, and the hall was jumpin! The alley is on the 2nd floor, so no flood damage-- 20 lanes, all busy, and a dance floor and bar. What a trip!



We met up with a professor friend of Sharon's (he'd joined me, Nick and Beth for dinner last week), and the four of us mostly talked, though each of got a chance to dance. The tunes were mostly in French, but a couple of familiar tunes appeared, "Easy Like Sunday Morning" works well as a Zydeco tune, as does "Cool Jerk"!

Got home about midnight, just as the half moon was setting. It was cold last night again, though Friday should be warmer. I'm taking Friday as a tourist day, seeing the town, and thinking about all the stuff I've seen in the past two weeks.