Ok, my plan is to finish the write up for New Orleans since Father Tim sent me 4 emails, and yelled at me in person about it, so I should really get started.

Plus, my Politics in the CyberAge class really makes me think about blogging and makes me miss this thing.

So anyway, Thursday we went back to the second house with the group from the community center. Pretty much everyone in the group was there, and we were tearing down ceilings, walls, and clearing everything out. I spent a majority of the day shoveling ceiling and insulation out the window onto the plank and onto the front lawn.

All the hard work from the past couple days was really wearing me down. The fact that we were going home the next day and leaving the entire city just like this was really bugging me, and I was feeling even smaller and more insignificant than even in the past few days. Then people started to fall through the floors while working, and we had to leave around three. The house was pretty much gutted, we were exhausted, and it was probably the most depressing work day, in my opinion.


We left the house and took showers. To make things better, I got a phone call saying my Grandma was in the hosptial getting tests done, so that really added to the day. We had Mass, and then we headed back downtown. The ACC treated us all to a dinner to thank us for our help. Our table was Friar Peter, Robert, Shannon, Matt Adams, Alexei, Chris, and me. I had a sandwich full of fried goodness--salami, olives, and some other good stuff. Most of the other people got fried fish.

At the end of dinner, most people skipped out to head to Bourbon St. and the bars. Alexei was still eating, so a few of us hung back to wait for him. Eventually Chris and I headed out to have a walk. We saw the Cabildo and St. Louis Cathedral, and Jackson Square, and then hung out by the river for awhile. It was very nice. Then we went to the Cafe du Monde for some beignets, and sat with Father Tim, Sister Jean, George, and a graduated SU student & his girlfriend. Mmm...beignets. There were some French hippis sitting next to us. The adults decided to go shopping, but we hung out and drank our coffee. Friar Peter and Alexei came and sat with us. Then Chris, John, Alexei, Father Tim, Sister Jean, and I headed back to the house. (John, Alexei, and I are under 21...) and the others uh, stimulated the New Orleans economy. We went to bed early.

Friday was a big drama day, so I'll go into that in another post.

PS. I forgot to say that the second house had cockroaches mating and 7 TVs!