Month: September 2008

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The National Guard at Jackson Square

Today was my first full day back in New Orleans, and I spent much of it on N.’s bike, riding around to see what folks are up to. The rush of being back to the city and seeing it relatively unscathed is wearing off, and today I found myself feeling profoundly sad. Continue reading →

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Nighttime Ride In New Orleans

I’m home.  I’m thrilled to be home and thrilled to have a home to be in.  After all manner of pushing luggage and trees around I borrowed N.’s bike (mine’s still in the shop) and took a spin around town.  Continue reading →

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Scootering in College Station, TX

So I’m still stuck in Texas, unable to go home until Thursday. I called bike shops here in College Station, looking for a rental, but was unsuccessful; Tim took my number to call me in case he found a bike I could ride, but no call. Continue reading →

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UT-Austin, Waiting to Go Home

This past week has been incredibly strange, and I feel like I’m living in a middle space where time isn’t moving; the only thing moving is this storm. Gustav came ashore today, but I was in Texas. Continue reading →