Today’s ride took me through the CBD and over toward Mid-City via Tulane Avenue. Tulane is only a couple streets uptown from Canal, but it feels so, so much different. I snapped lots of pictures, of Charity Hospital, windows still blown out and the place pretty much abandoned as LSU plans to build elsewhere; of a church that looks like it has just been bombed; of the courthouse just on the other side of Broad with the saying “The Impartial Administration of Justice is the Foundation of Liberty” etched on the top. That sentiment is absolutely true, but reading it in the context of this town and the neighborhood that courthouse is located in just seems a little too much. I then turned on Jeff Davis and again on Canal and the neighborhood had a totally different feel. I took this picture of the Formaldehyde Trailer Claims Office at Canal and Bernadotte because it seemed so incongruous, this lovely rebuilt house still marked by the storm. Because all those FEMA trailers some folks eventually got? Yeah, they were poisonous. So people can go to this place to make claims, on the state, I suppose, for redress of the injustice that just keeps on giving. It was that kind of ride today.