In Mississippi, I had to give up US90 since the bridges were still out after being demolished by Katrina. Therefore, I hopped on I10 and rode into New Orleans.
Riding across Lake Pontchartrain from Slidell and into New Orleans.
These are the battle scars that the city displays as a small sign of what New Orleans has lived through.
A motorcycle was found, still in an upright position with its flat rear tire buried in what was once mud and silt. The landfills are full...where to go with the rest of the debris? So it piles up, higher and more widespread in what were once beautiful medians. Residents have come to expect to find things in odd places...buses, bulldozers, boats...A boat left in the median since the flood. The background is the famous St. Roch's Cemetery. All around are signs of people making do the best they can.
Situations that wouldn't have been tolerated before Sept 2005, now hardly raise an eyebrow.
This bus has an electrical extension cord running across the street. They apparently make use of extended outdoor living space...when the mosquitoes aren't too many.With the city police overworked and understaffed, neighborhood residents have banded together to look after their own.
Cafe Du Monde is back in operation serving coffee and beignets.Looking down the street toward the Farmers Market in the French Quarter.This is a small coffee shop, Marigny Perks, less than two blocks from where I was staying with my friend. I hung out here a couple hours in the morning while I caught up on emails.
Worth noting: New Orleans, ALL of New Orleans, is now a wireless hot spot. My friend's single shotgun home in the Marigny neighborhood near the French Quarter. The photo is fuzzy from the N'awlins humidity on the lens. After staying several days in New Orleans visiting with my friend, it's time to move on down the road to TEXAS!