I drove across the Rigolets bridge into the Fort Pike/Lake Catherine community of extreme eastern New Orleans today. The destruction is near-total; few buildings survived in any shape or form. U.S. Highway 90 had several chunks washed away by the storm surge, and the highway was reduced to a dirt-and-gravel road at one point. 
Sunday, September 25, 2005
Devastation
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I am guessing that it must feel a little like Charlton Heston in "Planet of the Apes" (he's riding a horse across a desolate landscape) as you drive these roads. I can just hear the Planet of the Apes soundtrack/music as I visualize you in your car.
It does have a Planet of the Apes vibe, for sure. I feel a little creepy driving around a taking pictures, but quite a few other folks are doing the same thing.
"I feel a little creepy driving around a taking pictures, but quite a few other folks are doing the same thing."
I'd be doing the same thing for sure. I like driving around deserted streets, that was one of the perks (if you could call it that) when I worked at night. Ahhh, the freedom of the open road - it almost makes a person long for a Stephen King super virus so that you don't have to share the road.
Your blog is better than the news casts.
Why, thank you, Phoebe!
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