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So, I forgot to update this earlier today which means that this will be briefer than I'd like.

My sister and I rolled through a bunch of shady hotels and saw a bunch of goofy people (dude in an all white suit with a giant hood walking up the road in death valley was pretty interesting) but the trip definitely climaxed in New Orleans.

We got in after a wonderful drive through LA, probably the most scenic (I love the creeping vines and the fullness of the trees on the road-the bridges over the swamps were sweet too). We got a pretty good deal at the hotel, hung out for a bit and headed out to Acme (not a grocery store) for dinner, which I'd definitely recommend if you're in the area. We got delicious oysters and I ate a fried crab-they literally dip the whole thing in batter and fry it- it sits on your plate and looks exactly like a crab, kind of intimidating for a former vegan to bite into, but I got over it and it was DELICIOUS. We headed over to Bourbon street and got drunk, my sister went back to the hotel and I met a bunch of cool people and saw all sorts of whacky stuff going on.

The next day I woke up early and went to the Insecatrium which was cool, albeit a little pricey. I was a little disappointed until I went into the butterfly room, which made the whole thing worthwhile. I hit the stationary bike in the gym, which I needed (I've put on a few pounds due to my inactivity behind the wheel). My sister and I then went to WINO (Wine Institute New Orleans) and she taught me a lot about wine-she took both Wine Tasting and Advanced Wine Tasting at Stanford. I went out while my sister went to sleep and met more weird people and decided that at some point in my life I'd like to live in NO, I think it might have been the miniature horses, but it may have been the fine southern gentlemen in white tuxedos.

The rest of the trip was pretty uneventful, aside from the characters we'd run into at truck stops (there are ALWAYS characters at truck stops I've come to learn). I got some good inspiration for a story I'm writing from this trip and the people.

We got in last night at 1am and today I went bike riding and hung out and tomorrow I'm flying to Denver. I've been told that there have already been a bunch of letters sent out to me, which I'm super pumped on.

One Love,
Brett