Square seven and one again: Mission accompli
We are home after a 32 hour team drive from the upper to the lower images. Excuse us if we are a little slow over the Easter weekend, but each participant will contribute a log before next week, and on Tuesday we will load up a gallery of Shane's photos - couldn't do that on the road.
I am asking everyone in addition to answer the following trivial and not so trivial questions:
1 - the funniest moment of the trip
2 - the most beautiful moment
3 - the most annoying moment
4 - the best food
5 - the song of the trip
For the record, here are my answers: 1 - in the lift en route for the Pontchartrain basin Foundation meeting, finding our very own, unwitting 'bond company stooge', who when asked if he was going to rat us out, innocently said he would not, and joined in our ring of hands just like Bud Cort in 'Life Aquatic'; 2 - full moon and warm breeze over the Mississippi from the French Quarter levee at sunset; 3 - the @#$%^&**^ Knoxville traffic system at 2 a.m.!; 4 - late breakfast in back of a Texaco station in Toomsuba, Ms. Barbecue beef, homestyle baked beans, mashed potatoes for $4. No contest; 5 - hard choice, but 'Life On Mars?' by Bowie. All versions.
This is us, back in West Hurley.
posted by Mirand'a at 3:54 PM
1 Comments:
1 Making use of forgotten routes hidden inside of the interstate highway system in order to attain lost materials. But then again, Russel's 21st birthday party was pretty good too.
2 Finding the small jurassic park dinosaur toy on the sidewalk of the completely destroyed town in the Ninth Ward.
3 Will thinking that it would be funny to wake up shane and I by attacking us with pillows, then slipping on his way back accross the room and landing on the most vulnerable part of me. - This being the only time throughout the entire trip when I said a "bad word."
4 The Gumbo at Bobby and Barbara's. Without a doubt. All three bowls of it.
5 Although the Life Aquatic Soundtrack was obviously the most played, I say that the song of the trip was Jump Around, by house of pain. It always seemed to make everyone happy to bring our little hip hop, slice of new york down south and blast it out of the stereo while all six of us bounced uncontrollably up and down.
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