We took our friends on the now worn misery tour – mostly focused this time on the 9th Ward. Brad Pitt’s Make It Right foundation has built so many new houses and they’re all green and unique. Fats Domino’s house and studio are mostly restored even if he lost a lifetime of music and history. The Musician’s Village is candy colored houses all in a row and looks like every one of them is occupied.
Part of our tour included the New Orleans that is not miserable. We stopped at the Country Club for an ice cold beer on the verandah and then walked over to Marky Park for the Mirliton Festival because god knows we needed another festival. The line to get inside the fence was a deterrent so we drove back over to the bayou and went to Parkway Bakery instead for poboys. Big fat, duraflame log size poboys.
Then we ventured back to the respective hotels and dropped our friends back off. When we got back to the LaLa, the light was beginning to wane, and we were ready for a little R&R.
Sometimes you forget that in the moments you are moving from one thing to the other, you are living a life, one where in the background is New Orleans, and in the foreground is all the souls that inhabit this city. At the end of the day, when you head to the porch and catch the dying light, you know that life is short, but it’s wide – so wide.