24 hours and counting
I was up for twenty four hours until I went to bed last night about midnight. Do not ask why. Right now part of it involves laundry drama: Yes, my friends, I took a suitcase full of dirty laundry halfway across the world so that I could do laundry at my mother's house. Ridiculous.
I haven't been to New Orleans proper yet, which is another long story; right now I am chillin in the burbs. Did I mention that I heart my stepfather's ancient washing machine? I do not care how old it is (my slidell peeps can attest to its, shall we say, oldie-but-goodie-ness). I care that it is in his house and I am able to wash my pajamas at midnight.
Did I ever mention that the coolest thing about travelling with a headscarf is that my hair is so not dirty right now? The headscarf got promptly thrown in the washer, but the hair is as clean and shiny as I left it in Lausanne. The rest of me felt like a funky stinky mess, but not the hair. I am telling you, headscarves rock on about forty different levels, you just have to give them a chance.
THe only episode I had along the lines of "Flying While Muslim" involved the stewardess giving me an I-94. Uh yeah. I told her that the last I checked, Mississippi was still in the United States. Other than that people were downright friendly, which was a change.
I saw a dude from high school at the grocery store tonight. I could tell that he thought I looked familiar, but wasn't processing the headscarf part. Oh well.
The local news was doing coverage from Chalmette. I must say that I am shocked and appalled that some places are exactly as Katrina left them. Disgusted. Not proud to be American, etc. etc.
I haven't been to New Orleans proper yet, which is another long story; right now I am chillin in the burbs. Did I mention that I heart my stepfather's ancient washing machine? I do not care how old it is (my slidell peeps can attest to its, shall we say, oldie-but-goodie-ness). I care that it is in his house and I am able to wash my pajamas at midnight.
Did I ever mention that the coolest thing about travelling with a headscarf is that my hair is so not dirty right now? The headscarf got promptly thrown in the washer, but the hair is as clean and shiny as I left it in Lausanne. The rest of me felt like a funky stinky mess, but not the hair. I am telling you, headscarves rock on about forty different levels, you just have to give them a chance.
THe only episode I had along the lines of "Flying While Muslim" involved the stewardess giving me an I-94. Uh yeah. I told her that the last I checked, Mississippi was still in the United States. Other than that people were downright friendly, which was a change.
I saw a dude from high school at the grocery store tonight. I could tell that he thought I looked familiar, but wasn't processing the headscarf part. Oh well.
The local news was doing coverage from Chalmette. I must say that I am shocked and appalled that some places are exactly as Katrina left them. Disgusted. Not proud to be American, etc. etc.
posted by The DP at
6:19 AM
