I woke up this morning with a major case of senioritis. The semester is almost over, but it’s not over. I, however, am over it. After classes–which went well in spite of my spring fever–I rode the Surly to lunch and then set out to try to get lost. It was a perfect day for that kind of ride, and it was exactly what I needed. I rode around Mid-City and then up Canal to Old Metairie for a frozen yogurt. Yeah, a long ride for TCBY, but sometimes we’ve just got to do it. Continue reading
Canal Street
Abandoned City Hall Annex at Canal and Tonti
I was tired after a long day, but I couldn’t let this first cool(ish) evening go without getting out for a ride on the Surly. It was positively lovely out there. I headed over to Canal and rode over and along Bayou St. John, where lots of folks were out enjoying the cooler and drier air. Continue reading
Home Mission Baptist Church at Erato and Gayoso
It was a beautiful summery day in New Orleans, so after work and homework, I pulled up a map of the city and picked a place to ride; today it was Gert Town. I went up Louisiana, through the Neighborhood Development Foundation’s recently-established Hoffman Triangle neighborhood, and then took a left on Erato, where I stopped to snap a picture of this small burned-out church. Continue reading
FEMA Formaldehyde Trailer Claims Office
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. Continue reading
New Orleans Katrina Memorial at Charity Hospital Cemetery
The weather was lovely this morning so i got up early and took a nice long bike ride. A couple of days ago I drove out Canal with the baby sis in tow, looking for Lake Pontchartrain. I ended up in Old Metairie after taking a left, so today I decided to ride out Canal to see where I would have ended up if I’d taken that right. Continue reading
Sugar Bowl Fans on Canal
That was far too much time away from my bicycle. That said, I had a lovely holiday season visiting friends and family. It even included some trips to some bike shops and some fantasy shopping for touring bikes–if only I were rich! Continue reading