24 October 2010
22 October 2010
but when the sun comes up and the weather is perfect, there is nothing to do but drop everything and walk. with a camera, of course.
random tidbit: did you know that the rooster, or le coq, is the official symbol of france? just like the bald eagle is for america, the rooster is the same for france. so here is a watering can rooster to finish up the walk.
21 October 2010
i’m sure i’ve mentioned this before. evreux is home to some beautiful sunsets. unfortunately, evreux also has lots of trees. i am not that tall. even when i climb up a hill, there are still trees on the hill.
but i’m going to work on that. i won’t be defeated by tall trees! i’m going to find the perfect spot that faces west with no tree or building blockage. i have a feeling it will require a bike. if i had a car it would be easy, but that is not happening. so me + bike + perfect spot will be happening. i’m sure of it.
(sunrises + east is not a problem. i found the perfect spot for that. just sunsets and west which i’ve got trouble with.)
but there is a catch. she’s only back for about 5 days before she moves far away. again.
so what do you do?
go to paris.
on your drive there you spot something that makes you pull over because you don’t believe it. sheep. in 100F+ degree weather. in texas. really? you thought texas was too hot for sheep! but no. you blink and rub your eyes, and… they’re still there. napping under the shade, of course.
and on your way back to dallas you stop at dairy queen for a snack, which is a staple in any small texan town. or rather. your friend makes you stop, because you don’t like any form of fast food chains. but you’re happy to do anything, as long as it’s good quality time spent together.
20 October 2010
a coffee shop. a real coffee shop that isn’t called starbucks. already you’re in happy mode.
because you taste a grape. a real grape. no words can describe it, the only thing to do is hop in a plane or in a car to new orleans and buy yourself a basket of these grapes. because after one, you’ll never be able to go back to supermarket grapes.
a very sensitive topic came up. how does one visit the 9th ward ethically? driving up in a car and taking photos lacks respect. so you ask around and learn about the house of dance and feathers. a museum that started in the backyard of ronald w. lewis after the destruction of katrina. and here it is not dedicated to just katrina, but instead to the culture of the people that he loves so much. and not just that, but he is more than happy to talk and share all the stories he has in life. a place to definitely not miss in new orleans.
and you end your trip like that. you head back to houston. then austin. then dallas. then again to houston for your visa. and again to austin to see some friends. then of course dallas. and then… france!
next journal stop: paris. but oh no, not paris, france. paris, texas. you’ll understand soon enough.
19 October 2010
because as soon as you arrive you’re invited to a shrimp and petro festival in morgan city. odd sounding at first until you realize that the festival has been going on for years before the oil spill.
and you make the driver pull over so you can take a closer look at one of the many swamps. louisiana is one state where you don’t want to drive sloppily, because you might be alligator dinner if you accidently drive off the road.
as much as you’d like to explain what exactly you ate… you can’t remember. of course you listen when people explain things, but you don’t write anything down. you eat. food journalism is just not your thing, because when you find something delicious, eating is the only thing on your mind. but you do remember two names: etouffee and boudin balls!