NOLA
Me and Rebecca arrived safely yesterday -- plane full of Ohio State fans on their way in for the BSC Championship. The whole town is either in red or purple.
WWII Museum today, as well as an early morning walk by where Storyville used to be -- the poverty and desperation was easily the heaviest thing I have seen in years, and we were like three blocks away from Canal, the main street. Whoah.
Starting the projects tomorrow -- more to follow.
There's way more to it, and that's the somber part -- neighborhoods that look a little run down but are completely uninhabitable. So much to be done, and even more red tape.
We're going on a tour of the ninth ward tomorrow. More to follow.
I rarely, if ever, find natural disasters/events depressing, urban or rural. For me seeing 45 McMansions built on wet lands or scarring a hillside, depress me more.