From the Rails #2

Greetings from New Orleans!

I just made it to my hotel room and I’m so happy I can finally stretch my legs a bit. I love riding the rails, but a 16+ hour train ride can certainly begin to wear on you. I know I’m only in town for the evening, but I can already tell tonight is going to be nothing short of magical. After hitting the hotel gym for a little bit, I plan on visiting Bourbon Street to see what kind of trouble I can get into there. I don’t know much about this city, but I do know they have great food and I’m pretty sure you can drink in the street, which all sounds good to me. I even learned you can rent your own four-piece jazz band here, so I might have to look into that too. After all, Hannibal Buress made it sound pretty fun.

I honestly didn’t have much planned beforehand, but while I was still on the train, one of the Amtrak attendants gave me a list of some music venues I need to check out. She told me that a number of the Jazz Fest performers tend to pop in and do secret shows after the festival closes for the day. So, I’m keeping my fingers crossed that I happen upon a Boz Scaggs or Eric Clapton show. As for tomorrow, I plan on getting an early start to the day, so I can grab some authentic Louisiana brunch, before I hop on another train for 8 more hours of travel.

I know a lot of people will be asking if the endless train rides were worth it, just to visit a new city for one night. I guess things like this are only worth it if you make them. Sure, I could stay in my hotel room all evening and relax. But, I made the journey here and I plan on getting the most out of it. Wish me luck and I’ll see you in Memphis.


Day Seventy Eight

Guess where this is!

Well, it seems the Snow Miser finally decided to rein it in for now. While I was lucky enough to be indoors during the worst of it, I feel awful for anyone who had to go out and deal with near vertical snowfall. Of course, I’m not exactly prepared to walk in this type of weather either. Having only one suitcase to travel with really limited my clothing options, which is why I am without boots. I didn’t even notice it before, but as I tried to navigate the deceptively deep puddles leftover from the snowstorm, I quickly realized my mistake. At this point, I just hope winter is almost over. I don’t think I can take another full month of this stuff (I’m looking at you Philly!).

But enough about winter…

Over the weekend, I was finally able to visit MoMA for the first time in my life, thanks to a generous gift from BEAM Interactive. Yes, I lived here for 4 years and never found time to visit one of the most talked about museums in the world. Trust me, I got a lot of flack for it over the years. But now that I’ve gazed upon its precious works, I have to admit that it was well worth the wait. It’s truly inspiring to see so many stunning works of art on display, especially masterpieces from the likes of Van Gogh, Warhol and Picasso. I’ve been to my fair share of art museums and MoMA is certainly up there with the best of the best. 

Great poster art

Following my trip to the museum, I ventured over to The Knitting Factory in Williamsburg and caught one of my favorite comedians—Hannibal Buress. He does a weekly comedy show there every Sunday and it was absolutely hilarious. If you’re ever in the area and looking for a good time, you have to check out his show. It’s a must for comedy fans.

I wish I had done more over the weekend, but much to my chagrin, I caught a stomach bug at some point. I pushed myself to do as much as I could, but ultimately that wasn’t such as a great idea. That’s why I’m writing this blog from the confines of a bed, sipping on OJ. I figure it best to rest up and get better than go into the office and risk getting even worse. That and I'm sure my co-workers at We Are Social will appreciate I wasn't there spreading my germs around.