The, to quote the late, great Robin Williams, “hot and shitty”* weather resumed and humidity and solid cloud dogged us all the way to New Orleans. The night before New Orleans, we found a rather spectacular thunderstorm, which came with us all the way up the Mississippi and stayed in ...
I move to the extreme side of the marked channel but will not go further and hit some reef. I speed up a bit. The ship lets out a giant horn that reverberates through us. Ella yells, “what was that?!” It’s sort of like when Kent and I were canoeing through New Orleans and ...