The Big Easy

I'm going to New Orleans for the Voodoo music festival and to hang out in New Orleans. I have no money, but for sure I'll have a good time.

UPDATE: Here is the picture story of my trip to New Orleans. What I will say is that while I certainly had more than my fair share of fun and have gained my 'Bourbon Street story', New Orleans was a sad place for me. So beautiful but so ugly in the exploitation and the ignorance of the society and culture in which we live and consume. At its core, there is hope in creativity, art, youth and age. Plus I got to see the Mississippi for the first time in my life. It was glorious.