``Make plans, but don't be so rigid that you can't change them.``
Whoa, has the last month flown by. IT’S DECEMBER AND I HAVEN’T SEEN ANY SNOW and I’m still wearing my Chaco’s. We’re not in Colorado anymore, but good ole Louisiana. This is the first time in my life that I haven’t been in Colorado for winter, and I won’t be back until March. Man, I miss the mountains, but man, I love traveling and experiencing new things. Louisiana has definitely been a whole new experience. It’s been a beautiful month of shenanigans, planning for our next trip, and visiting Blake’s family. We spent a majority of our time in New Orleans with a friend of Blake’s, Jesse and her mom, Debi. I’m ever so thankful for their hospitality. AND, a kitchen to cook in. Oh man, I had really missed being able to cook in a full kitchen. When traveling, you don’t always get to cook what you want, or even have a kitchen to cook in. I took full advantage of being able to cook breakfast every day and perfecting my Pumpkin and Butternut Squash Red Curry Soup. Mmmmmm. Sorry to anyone that got tired of eating my soup.
We had this idea of coming to Louisiana, taking yoga classes, eating healthy, saving money, and possibly getting side jobs for a month. HA. We had enrolled in classes at Wild Lotus Yoga, vowed no more gluten or diary, said no going out and accidentally spending too much at a bar, and even talked to someone about being extras in a movie, but that’s about as far as any of that went. It was all really good ideas, but it took a lot out of fully living and experiencing. There might be a time in my life where I’m a little bit more settled, have the perfect diet, be super in shape, and have a steady desired income, but not now. I want to fully experience any opportunity that presents itself without anything holding me back. From eating restrictions, to a set schedule, to a 9-5 job. Nope. Not for me. I love every moment I have experienced here in Louisiana.
Roaming the French Quarter, eating crawfish Mac n’ Cheese at the St. Roch market, seeing a marching band randomly come down the street, late nights at Check Point Charlie’s, even later nights at The Dragon’s Den,
hanging out with a hooker by the Mississippi River, walking down Bourbon Street with a pirate, staying with a real-life traveling freak show, stuffing my face with beignets and licking powdered sugar off of my fingers,
checking out cemeteries in NOLA, backin’ that ass up at Mannie Fresh and Juvenile, eating countless times at Coop’s Place, tail-gaiting at an LSU game,
fishing in the Gulf of Mexico, meeting Blake’s family, getting embarrassingly drunk with Blake’s family, eating too much food on Thanksgiving and passing out on the couch, only to wake up and do the same thing over, hanging out with Jay-Jay the donkey at MawMaw’s house, singing karaoke, being able to drink a beer while walking down the street in New Orleans, endless mosquito bites.