Happy, happy Saturday Posse Party Pinkies! Welcome back Sandra Carrington to the main stage. Sandra is such a rockstar at making words leap off the page and into your heart. By the end of her story I felt as though I was in the beautiful city of New Orleans. Enjoy!
The morning of September 12 I woke up earlier than I had planned. Since our flight out of New Orleans wasn’t supposed to leave until one in the afternoon, I had envisioned sleeping in a little, and then taking my sweet time trying to find some extra space in the suitcase to fit all the little knick-knacks I bought the previous four days.
It wasn’t meant to be. I woke up bright and early at 6:00am, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t go back to sleep. Since my sister was still peacefully cuddled up in the arms of Morpheus, and I didn’t want to wake her up by turning on the TV, I decided to call it a night; I got dressed and went out.