I can’t believe we’re half way through!!!!

So far I have demolded 2 houses and is in the middle of gutting another house. Demolding does not take a lot of strength , but it takes so much time and does not have a lot action to it. I often find my mind drifting into space… 

On Saturday night we went to French Quarters. There was so many people!! We couldn’t  find a spot to park for two hours. The town seemed so empty in the day time but French Quarters was so alive! There were drunk people everywhere dancing, throwing beads and enjoying music. It was a strange world where stripper’s bars and artistic antique shops come together….When we finally found a place to park it was a restricted area. We were afraid that we will get a ticket but a man offered to watch the car for us. The man was both scary and nice at the same time. He was very smart. He began to explain to us the history of the block but every once in a while his head would come so close to us it was kind of scary…. He said somthing that was supposed to be ” I love you” in Japanese. I told him the correct Japanese for it and he just said “Oh, I missed a part”. It didn’t sound anything like what I had said. 

The next day we went to eat seafood. I mean real seafood! It was the first fish I had eaten since I came to America!!!! It was so good…..I miss my island country!

After that we went to the lower 9th ward where the damage was the worst. It was so….empty and flat. The lawns were untended, houses were being torn down, and only  a few people were walking around, mostly construction workers…. We talked to a man who was helping out the rebuiding process. His house was also flooded. I didn’t understand the technical stuff and what exactly happened at this place, but I could see that he felt betrayal by the government. He talked very calmly and considering what had happened, he still had hope to rebuild. That’s amazing…..