June 25, 2008: Day three

We wake up to the hot sun through a broken window in a house partially floorless; where there are holes you can peak into the basement while you walk across a series of wooden planks. I sit outside and drink cold tea, smoke some cigarettes and meet one of the folks staying at the house. He begins to talk about 2012 and divine connections, albeit was fragmented and only slightly understandable. He tells us of his dog and his old love in Florida who is watching the dog, awaiting the end her battle with cancer. This fella also seems to be the butt of many jokes around here and also requires a lot of outside motivation for things like waking up and bathing every few weeks.
Cory and I go to the coffee shop and get eaten by mosquitos. I drink two and a half iced coffees. It begins to rain but the rain in New Orleans cools things off. While in Houston, it often creates a sona out of our fair city. Nights are also cooler in New Orleans but there are a shit ton more bugs. and rats. After coffee we walk around a lot, staring a stuff and trying to find vegetarian food. We consider playing music in the little squares around here but it looks like rain. We end up spending too much money on a plate of Mexican food, which we share. We walk and return to Termite and Vine.
I am extremely grimy at this point, being too shy to ask about a bath. New Orleans is dirty and crazy and poor. We are offered cheap drugs and keep walking. Alcohol in the street, the park, the backseat of a car all shameless and devoid of those little paper bags. We begin to tan and our legs hurt. We won't make gas money tonight. We return to the house to wait around a bit before the show. We hear gossip about an ex-roomates thrests which makes "the Captain" crazy. He didn't sleep all night.
Cory and I begin to make our way to the Riverfront Park. It takes us 45 minutes to find parking. We are just outside the French Quarter and in the Museum/shopping/IMAX district. Cory and I butt heads but figure everything out eventually, which is a relief. We walk into the park and find a crowd of 25 kids or so hanging out with beers.