. I couldn't stay with him more, because he lived in his sisters house that were on her way back from her honeymoon... So I found the adress og the "Emergency Communities" in St Bernard Parish in the eastern part of New Orleans - or maybe it was outside the town. Here I could help in as a voulenteer-releif-kitchen and get some food and a place to stay... I stayed there for two weeks, so that I could try to voulenteer, see "The French Quarter Festival" (this I liked the most, because it had all the funny and good jazz with the wash board and melodica fore exsample) and "The Jazz Festival" (this didn't had all the good jazz I had hoped, but I went down to the town with some of the others afterwards). You can see me in an other persons "blog" (though all the informations about me is wrong all most);
Anyway; I were impressed about how the camp was build, and is was like to be back in the seventies for some times, with all the still-going-strong hippies and upcoming + many other kinds of people.
The first week I stayed a bit for myself - don't know if I was shy or what (or maybe I use longer time to watch people out so I know how to get around with them?)..
. so I got finished my "Da Vinci Code"-book (I didn't like the end of it - but the rest was good). In my 2nd week I really began to like beeing there, and I kind of felt that is was like starting on boarding school again (like I did five years ago)... and i began to make freinds there and everyone was very nice and smiling to each other - so that was just lovely.
This has definetly been the place i have enjoyed the most to be until now - also there place I've stayed the longest time... this connection is of course cruisual.
I slept in a dorm-tent, so all the nights where I didn't cover myself totally in mosqito-spray I woke up later with a lot of bug bites... so that missed up a lot of my nights.
I felt sad about leaving the place, because I knew that I could have maked more and better freinds if I had been there longer. But I also thought that I wanted to see the "Rainbow Gathering" (which is a week in Colorado in July, where all the hippies comes together and pray for peace in the woods) and before that; the east coast of the states... So I had to leave with a good memory - I think it's important that it happended.
My first whole day in New Orleans became tough for me. I wanteded to check my mail and stuff on the web, it took me a little while to find a place, because the libury I was recommended didn't have good enought connection to check my mail so I had to find a university (that was no big deal). When I finally cheked my mail, my dad had wrote me that he was about to get divorced with his wife - which I didn't had in mind could happen.. but obviusly it could.. and on the same time I needed to find a place to stay - so that made me work around in New Orleans for some hours very confused. Fortunatly John, whom I had wrote with via the web, had wrote me a mail, that I could stay at his house. That was nice and he was nice. He had travelled a lot himself, so finally I find someone that I took with that about. I stayed with him for 6 nights. We went up to his parents close to the Mississippi-boarder to "celebrate" easter and eat crawfish and stuff. We all so went out drinking with some of his friends saturday