Day 4: LA to TX

We woke up and walked around the French Quarter in the bright sunlight. It's pretty different from its nighttime counterpart. Instead of neon lights and loud music there are open doors to art galleries and slightly quieter music. New Orleans is beautiful (or at least the small part we were in was). Outside this part of town there is still a lot of damage from Katrina and one who wasn't there during that time can only imagine how bad it must have been by the state of many of the buildings, many of which are still empty and boarded up. You can see the water mark on the sides of many places as well.

We took off from New Orleans and began the long drive to San Antonio. Alicia spotted the first armadillo of the trip. Unfortunately he was wearing a tire-stripe like the Repo Man's t shirt. Near Baton Rouge I heard the first really thick Louisiana accent on our trip.

Not much else to report since the day consisted mostly of driving. We saw tons of cows in Texas. We arrived safely at Alicia's uncle's in San Antonio and had a great dinner and a good night's sleep.



. . . And we saw a sign for "Beaver Nuggets."