Home
The surrounding roofs are mostly blue. The long weeds have overtaken any space of open ground. Half the houses in the neighborhood are still boarded up. Rubble from some fallen brick walls remains spilled, World War II-like, in the streets. The few surrounding neighbors greet us with particle masks dangling from their necks or while holding debris-filled bags. The corrugated tin roof of an adjacent shed remains in our courtyard. Too much to really take in at first glance.
Lots to do.
But, goddammit, we’re just glad to be home.
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yaaaaaaaay i’m glad to hear you got there safely. hugs i know its gotta be a surreal experience.
heck just being away from home for normal reasons for 2 months would be surreal!
stay safe and stay in touch.
much love
rebs
Were in NO last weekend (me,my wife, and 7 yr old son) and drove around. Ate at Port of Call(some things haven’t changed) and walked thru French Market and in front of Jackson Square. God bless all of you and we hope to get back soon to support w/tourist dollars.