The place is a mess, but I can't tell you how happy I am to have spent the evening with my kids and to now be collapsed on the couch watching the Phils.
11 states in 12 days is a bit much. Last night on my final night in The Big Easy I got take out from Mother's and read a book. Yes you read it right. No kids, no GF, and I skipped Bourbon Street.
I will post a full New Orleans Update tomorrow, but let's just say that evidence of Katrina's wrath is everywhere.
Talk to you soon!