My flight adventures to New Orleans

Flying to New Orleans today proved to be a lot more fun then I thought. It actually was one of the best flights that I've ever had. After feeling a bit stressed about trying to find a person to take me to the airport, my friend Eddy came through.

On my first flight from Salt Lake to Vegas I sat by an older couple whom were full of energy and ready to party Vegas style on the plane. The husband had just flown in from Hungry and then was on another flight to Vegas with his wife for a weekend getaway. He was hunting Boar whilst in Hungry. They are Utahans like myself. Wow, I guess I can actually say that being that I have a Utah Driver's License. They live 15 minutes outside of Park City. Anyway...I closed my eyes at the start of the flight and woke up just in time for the flight attendant to ask me what I wanted to drink. I replied "orange juice please," the husband then opened his mouth saying "we are all having screw drivers, I am buying you want one too?" My inital reaction was it's 9:45 in the morning are you crazy? But then I thought "hey its 9:45 in the morning, why not have a screw driver?" So he ordered me a screw driver and we all sat drinking our vodka and orange juice talking about hunting boars in Hungry and Pearls. It was quite a party indeed. They went on to have two more screw drivers and I decided one was plently at that time of day.

My next flight from Vegas to New Orleans was also a pretty good time. One of the flight attendant's was re-writing Christmas Carols to the theme of Southwest Airlines. She must of sang six different songs with the theme of Christmas, Southwest, New Orleans and the passengers on the flight. At first it was a bit too much, but by the third song I was into it just like everyone else. The people a few rows down from me started a rhythm section and had the whole entire flight clapping their hands to the beat. It was a bit humerous to see. No screw drivers on this flight, strictly ginger ale.

After three hours and twenty minutes later we landed in New Orleans. I waited for Tamara Sell, my old high school teacher to pick me up. Tamara and Mark (her husband) moved down to New Orleans to help out after Katrina hit. Mark is the leader of Project Homecoming a volunteer organization that helps to re-build people's homes that were lost during Katrina. His staff has currently built 13 new homes. Tamara teaches at the school that both Delaney and Jordan, her two girls go to school at.

Tamara and Mark have an Ameri-core employee living with them in the basement. His name is Andy and he is from Philly. He has been living and working with Mark and the Project Homecoming for a year and a half now. Andy loves living and helping out down here. He is 23 like myself and a pretty fun guy. I am going to hit the town with him and his friends later tonight!

Well, that is all I have to say at this moment. I will update you all in the next few days as well as load some photos. I have to get to building a ginger bread house now with Delaney!

GOODNIGHT from New Orleans!