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Our Magnificent
Journey |
Chapter 8 |
New Orleans |
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I drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was gone... |
We woke after a long, sound sleep. |
Enjoyed our last delicious breakfast in the ornate Victorian dining room with Marc and Muriel, two other guests, Angela and Ms. Greta. |
We packed for the trip home, then walked next door to Ms. Greta's house, which appears to be in the final stages of reconstruction. The house, which is a lovely hundred-plus year-old shotgun house, has been in her family for generations. Ms. Greta had shown us the inside during our stay in October, and we were happy to see that things had moved further along in the past two months. |
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We said a tearful goodbye to Ms. Greta, then Angela, Marc, Muriel, Carol and I drove to Magazine Street . Marc and Muriel jumped out and spent time shopping while Angela, Carol and I drove to Touro Hospital to visit our friend, artist Michael Dingler, who had been in an automobile accident two weeks ago. We were shocked when Angela informed us of the accident since we had been looking forward very much to spending time in New Orleans with Michael. |
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Michael looked well and if all goes well, he should be released from the hospital soon. Michael told us a funny story – when he was brought to the hospital he was wearing his glasses. Soon it became obvious that his glasses were missing. A search was made high and low. Security was called and Lost and Found was informed. The glasses could not be located. Then one day a nurse came in to change Michael's catheter, and she found the glasses safely nestled under his testicles. It would appear that the search, which had been made high and low, had not been made low enough. |
It was terrific seeing Michael again and we spent about an hour at the hospital. Time was flying by and we had to leave to pick up Marc and Muriel for the drive back to the airport. So we bade Michael and Angela farewell, found Marc and Muriel on Magazine Street, had a Mediterranean lunch at Byblos, then drove north on I-10 to New Orleans' Louis Armstrong International Airport. Hugged M&M farewell (they are flying American, we are flying Continental) then settled in for the hour-long flight to Houston . We were delayed by weather getting into Houston, but we made our connecting flight to Tucson, just barely. Got home around 9PM and were eagerly greeted by Cody and Merlin. Another fulfilling trip to Nawlins. |
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