Okay, lets see if I can actually write a post
So what happened next? Emily and Kris left Alexandria on Tuesday... and then there were four. Josh left on Thursday, leaving just three. We picked up someone new on Friday, when Ben's car broke down. And yes, I gave up and returned to New York yesterday.
So what else happened that week? Fun stuff - we dyed my hair, spent ridiculous amounts of time at Wal-Mart, Kathriel bought a digital camera, we watched lots of movies, we got ourselves free gym memberships, we took Celeste's dad and stepmother out to dinner as a thank you for putting up with us. Not so fun stuff - I got hair dye on the shower curtain, Kathriel flooded the washing machine. I think the low point (for me at least) was probably going to volunteer at a local Alexandria hospital on Thursday night. We arrived at the hospital at about 7 pm, and basically showed our Tulane ID badges and asked if we could help out. They were pretty excited to have us there, because they had just gotten a call saying that 8 buses of Superdome refugees were supposed to arrive in 30 minutes. They had called in the entire hospital staff, but could still use the extra hands. They got us set up in scrubs and gave us the tour and the quick run down of how to use their machines, etc. Four hours later, not a single refugee had arrived, and no one knew where they were. By 11, we were hungry, tired, and fidgity from sitting around doing nothing, so we left. The whole thing was really depressing, because I think its kind of indicative of how the entire evacutation/ recovery mission has been going. There's no communication and no one knows whats going on. The whole thing was profoundly depressing. I think it was Thursday night that I really decided it was time for me to return to New York.
Okay, time to go to the beach. For some reason, its really hard to like, write these entries. I think its because so much has happened and there have been so many emotions that its really difficult to write them down in compartmentalized chunks.
So what else happened that week? Fun stuff - we dyed my hair, spent ridiculous amounts of time at Wal-Mart, Kathriel bought a digital camera, we watched lots of movies, we got ourselves free gym memberships, we took Celeste's dad and stepmother out to dinner as a thank you for putting up with us. Not so fun stuff - I got hair dye on the shower curtain, Kathriel flooded the washing machine. I think the low point (for me at least) was probably going to volunteer at a local Alexandria hospital on Thursday night. We arrived at the hospital at about 7 pm, and basically showed our Tulane ID badges and asked if we could help out. They were pretty excited to have us there, because they had just gotten a call saying that 8 buses of Superdome refugees were supposed to arrive in 30 minutes. They had called in the entire hospital staff, but could still use the extra hands. They got us set up in scrubs and gave us the tour and the quick run down of how to use their machines, etc. Four hours later, not a single refugee had arrived, and no one knew where they were. By 11, we were hungry, tired, and fidgity from sitting around doing nothing, so we left. The whole thing was really depressing, because I think its kind of indicative of how the entire evacutation/ recovery mission has been going. There's no communication and no one knows whats going on. The whole thing was profoundly depressing. I think it was Thursday night that I really decided it was time for me to return to New York.
Okay, time to go to the beach. For some reason, its really hard to like, write these entries. I think its because so much has happened and there have been so many emotions that its really difficult to write them down in compartmentalized chunks.
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