|Bayou Life in Nola|
So I arrived and fell back into the routine for a couple of months of drinking and dancing the night away in the city. I had a blast partying with both new and old friends. Then one day I woke up and was laying in bed going through some things on my Ipad when I noticed my banking account had been drained and my small list of items had grown into about 8 pages worth of boat work. I woke up, cracked a beer, sat back down and decided not today. I went through this routine for almost a week on and off before I had to make a judgement call. Get the boat finished and get the hell out of here or get stuck on the dock.
Below is a picture of my neighbor Tom. A truelly interesting guy that has had many "periods" in his life as he describes himself. He has lived on a boat in this marina since 1985. If this isn't motivation enough to move on I don't know what will be. I have been here for a couple of months and Tom looks exactly like this everyday. Beer in hand and red cheerleader shorts on. Quite the character to say the least. You won't get this type of entertainment living in a gated community!
|Nephew and I out Crabbing|
I've got high hopes of getting out of here in the near future and explaining the "new" plan hopefully in the next couple weeks to everyone that has been asking. Thanks for all the concern about my well being. Sorry I fell off the edge of the earth for a bit there. I'm back in full gear and looking forward to getting back out to sea here in the near future.