I've become smelly by default. Unfair.

New Orleans has stolen my heart. It's busy and dirty and sometimes a bit smelly and I love it.

The hostel we stayed in was great too. Met entirely too many awesome people. A wonderful thing happens when you're in a strange place surrounded by people who are in the same predicament. Friendships are made, connections abound, and I found myself wondering "Where the fuck are THESE people in St.Augustine?". Another sign that it's time to move on, to a place where one can drink, go out and actually find things to do, AND have good conversation. Can't remember the last time I had those things in Sta. Anyways. That's where my head is right now.

Currently the Corolla is at maximum capacity. We picked up some hostel kids, three to be exact, and a dog and their instruments and backpacks and such. This morning (around 4-ish) we arrived in Austin. Found a Walmart and slept in the parking lot. Discovered cheap bread and 48 cent avocadoes. I didn't sleep until 7-ish, however, I was able to write a bit while rolling decent cigarettes. Not a bad morning at all.

6-7 hours of sleep in 2 days. Thankyou coffee, you have saved my life. Maybe pictures once I get the drive/motivation/find some shit to take pics of.