The plane they call the city of New Orleans

B and I are headed down to NOLA for our annual Jazz Fest pilgrimage tomorrow, and none too soon, given how stressful life has been for both of us, but especially B, lately.
Last year I ended up not posting any of my notes from the fairgrounds, but the year before I posted a lot of photos and recollections and people seemed to enjoy it. I’m going to play it by ear this time. I’m definitely bringing the camera, so I’ll have to offload it every night, so I might as well do some blogging too, right?
We’ll see. Vacation means never having to say you’re sorry.
I’ll be back on the stick a week from today (Wednesday, April 27).

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