Get ready for the storm, it’s coming

It seems to me that Voldemort has his eyes on Coney Island.
All pictures are made with my recovered camera.

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Everyone seems to be in good mood today. We visited Lincoln’s memorial, the National archive and the Capitol and got the National Treasure feeling.
If you never had doughnuts in Pentagon or at least close to it, definitely do so.

Back it up

Here is the proof that random acts of kindness work all over the world: as we were taking pictures of darkness approaching Coney Island a girl gave us her thrill ride ticket because she was leaving (it was Mary’s first ever thrill ride).
And then it started to rain and we decided it was time to eat anyway. I heard good things about Joe’s Shanghai in Chinatown and they mercifully work 24/7. They don’t accept cards though so we traded them for the place on the other side of the road (exactly opposite Joe’s) and it was quite good.
Independence Day in DC tomorrow, sleeping in our gorgeous sport car tonight.


Sweet Home Alabama

We stayed in Mobil and got to enjoy sweet tea and scones at the Spot of tea before leaving to Savannah. When you enter Georgia there is a sign saying ‘we’re glad Georgia is on your mind’.
Savannah’s historic district is beautiful and full of street musicians, horses and carriages, trams and great seafood. We went simple and had boiled shrimps at the Shrimp Factory. They serve them with garlic butter and spices.
There is a great candy store by the river that operates as a little factory and you get to see how everything is made.
Looking for some beach time we traveled to Edisto island, which was definitely a good choice because the beaches there are free, clean and beautiful (the parking is also free). The beach houses have names such as ‘Sand castle’ or ‘granddad’s’.
The locals buy seafood from little shops along the road (there are even 2 in the forest) and cook it at home.
We have a long ride to Atlantic city ahead of us and it’s bedtime for Rory since Mary is taking over, but before falling asleep I will tell you a cognitive bedtime story about the advantages of watching Tv.
We were looking for a bathroom at midnight in Virginia and found one inside a patrol station. As we were heading towards it a grumpy man at the cashier suddenly woke up and told us the bathrooms were for customers only. He had a Game of thrones book on his desk. He gave us a strict look and informed us about the existence of public washrooms. I accidentally said: ‘but the night is dark and full of terrors’. He smiled and let us in. So, children, here’s a message from uncle Billy. You know the rest.









When you came in the air went out

The road from Austin to New Orleans lyes through beautiful ranches and old twins with names like Two Guns and Moriarty. (There will be many swamps when you enter Louisiana).
The unwritten rule of ‘speeding in groups’ works on this road more than anywhere. Several cars firm a group and exceed the speed limit all together, because apparently this way the police won’t be able to fine them due to not being able to decide who to chase (that’s our guess). Один в поле не трактор, в общем.
Our motel was clean and wonderful, but full of mystery as well: there used to be three beds in the room, but only a back was left from the third. The number on our door wasn’t written on a plate, like on every other room but was made of three separately hanging numbers. The place seemed rather empty.
Mary’s birthday was approaching, so we headed to the French quarter that was pretty crowded. We were excited to see the Bourbon street, the party Mecca of the city, but be warned that it becomes quite dirty by the evening. There is a wonderful pirate bar, Lafitte’s Blacksmith Shop, that is believed to be the oldest in the whole country, that serves drinks like Voodoo daiquiri and has pleasant seating both inside and outside. The light us pleasantly dim and people there are up for a conversation with strangers and will probably approach you as soon as you get there. We met two guys from LA who were road tripping as well.
For a fancier crowd there’s a 20s’ looking bar called Arnaud’d French 75 that has very good alcohol and very classy members of stuff (they all do look and speak the way Jeeves does).
True blood-like characters can be found at the Cure or Half Moon.
We walked into a couple of voodoo shops, where all the voodoo priests were happy to show us around the famous cemeteries and then danced to a jazz version of Sweet Home Alabama in a jazz bar that we accidentally found on Bourbon. Make sure you spend some time in one of those – music is very important in New Orleans.
We finished the day with a pecan pie, that was very good.
Next morning we had beignets at Cafe Beignet (don’t let the sparrows steal your food), then walked around St Luis cemetery and Charles ave that has the most beautiful houses and had fantastic gumbo at The Gumbo shop. Do have a gator burger also if you have more days.
If you are a fan of Erik Northman, drive to Shreveport, he probably isn’t there but you’ll see wonderful cottages and cabins, very local grill houses and bars and most importantly very beautiful trees.
You will see many abandoned cars everywhere along the highway – we still haven’t figured out what happened to them, but there is an assumption that some of them were left after the hurricane.