Dispatch Runnin from Heat

Trip Start Jun 09, 2009
Trip End Jun 23, 2009

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Tuesday, June 23, 2009

INTRO: (VO ANNOUNCER) This is WWL Channel 7 Eyewitness News, New Orleans' Newsleader.  Music Cue.

ANCHOR:  It is being called the hottest day in New Orleans history in almost 80 years.  Good Morning friends, I'm Chuck Myers, Julie has the day off.  (Cut to Camera 2)

ANCHOR (Con't):  Let's get right to it and head over to Tom Edwards who is standing by in the Action 7 Storm Center with our firstcast this morning.  Tom?

WXMAN:  Chuck, if you don't have to be outside today....don't.  Looking at Doppler 7 we see this ridge of high pressure that is keeping this record breaking heat all over our viewing area......


As I woke up to Channel 7's award winning "Big Easy" coverage of the Crescent City, I was amazed to see all of the air time being given to this heat that the city was supposed to be experiencing today.  Well, this wasn't going to stop me!  I came here to tour.  And we even left Florida a day early so we could have two full days in New Orleans.  Grabbing the day's essentials, water and camera and comfortable shoes, we headed down the slow and squeaky elevator of the Maison to the lobby.  Even the doorman said "It's a hot one today y'all!"  These Cajuns must only be used to the heat in their food cause 100 ain't nothing to a Houstonian.

As I shuffled through the revolving door onto Toulouse Street, the wall of deadly heat threw the revolving door in a quick spin back into the lobby.  Whew that's dang hot out there!  Quick game planning was in play now as we decided to head to breakfast and discuss plan B.

Some nice shots of the Quarter during morning light on the way to our eatery across from Du Monde made me realize how colorful the city is really becoming again.  It is great to see such a bounce back just a short four years later.  Still don't know much about the outer lying areas, but at least the hot spots along the Miss river are looking good.  Nikon in hand, I crept from awning to awning avoiding any direct contact with the sizzling sun.  The below sea level elevation and positioning of the old building prevented any air movement, thus adding to the oppressive heat.  Usually these streets are packed with people.  Not today.  Everyone is huddled into restaurants and cafes leaving only the street cleaners and me.....to walk the streets.

As I sat over my Pain Purdue, or French Toast as we call it, we decided that there is little we could do to enjoy this wonderful city.  I do love it here so much and have been many times, albeit in cooler months.  Right now, I was wondering what the drive time to Anchorage would be at this point.  We shuffled back to the hotel, again avoiding any contact with the UV +11, and thought about taking a cool dip in the hotel pool.  Well, do did the rest of the hotel.  The small square pool situated amid lush gardens was so full it looked like one of the watering holes I saw for hippos in Kenya last summer.  It was like this was the only cool body of water in the entire city, and with this many people and this hot heat, I bet that water was anything less than cool.

Options are running out.

Back in the hotel room, I brought the drapes a little closer together, preventing any unwanted heat from entering the antique glass.

It's go time.

Packing our bags as if we had been handed a crushing jury verdict, we quietly assembled our belongings and decided to head for cooler ground.  Wherever that could be!  Weather channel said Houston was at 95 which seemed like winter to the 110+ heat in NOLA.

Truth be told, it is always nice to point the car in the direction of home after a long adventure.  I-10's endless bridges over the swamps of central Louisiana sent us westward with an early evening arrival in Sugar Land.  As we pulled into the driveway, the truck clocked out at 4,078 miles.  Great job team!  We were greeted with the smiling faces of Mom and Dad along with three Pugs which hopped like a box of Mexican jumping beans.  Pre-paid, unused room in New Orleans, $99.00, getting home a tad early to smiling faces....priceless.

I'd like to spend sometime tomorrow recapping some thoughts of the trip, so please don't assume this will be the close.  Join me tomorrow as we journey together through thousands of miles of history, mystery, and sweet iced tea. 

Got another adventure the Dispatch is cooking up.  Rockies....Pacific Coast.....New England....who knows.  Until then, I'm headin to my OWN bed.  Too bad the days of having housekeeping are over.  Dispatch out.
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