Nippe and I decided it was a good idea to drive my old, crippled car from Salina, Kansas to Kansas City, MO…then to New Orleans, Louisiana, then to Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. Although it seemed insane, the trip was completed with no hitches what-so-ever.
I had never been to New Orleans before, so what better way to see a city than to explore it with a dear friend. Katy Hawley grew up there with her extended family, so it was an instant rockin time complete with a night’s stay at an old hotel, meeting her grandfather and brunching in style…
On the drive- sky on fire…
The hotel served PB&J every night. We, of course, missed it. Nippe read about it, at least.
Might as well play music in the street?
