I'm sitting in an eatery inside the New Orleans airport, trying to upload photos via a free wireless service the airport offers. This could take a while, so I thought I'd jot down some notes of my morning.
Before I continue, just now there was a commotion in the airport concourse, with sirens blaring and lights flashing. I looked up and saw 2 policemen scooting by with obvious urgency, on their scooters. You know the ones, those stand up riding scooters, that look like they were designed for an episode of the "The Jetsons."
It brought a smile to my face. Cops on scooters just don't have the same intimidating effect as cops in cool looking duel exhaust cop cars equipped with shotguns. Know what I mean?
In fact, cops on bicycles are more impressive than cops zipping around on stand up futuristic scooters. Maybe it's just me. I know the police who are assigned the scooter patrol are just as dedicated to protecting and serving...bla...bla...blaaa.
Sorry, they look stupid.
Anyway, the commotion has seemingly calmed down here with the scooter guys, so let me continue.
I spent a few unscheduled hours in the French Quarter this morning before heading to this airport I am now sitting in. I should have stayed in the French Quarter longer. The service in this previously mentioned eatery is terrible. I'm starving. All I want is an order of Hush Puppies and a beer. It's not like I ordered Etouffee or something. Drop some stuff in a fryer and lets move forward for heavens sake.
Speaking of food, when I arrived at Decatur street in the French Quarter, I immediately searched for Cafe du Monde which was recommended to me by Diahn.And a great recommendation it was.
I sat on their patio and enjoyed a great cup of Cafe' Au Lait and 3 of those delicious french pastries. It was the most relaxed I had been in 3 weeks.
I walked around and tried to capture a little of what I saw this morning.
Now, on to more important issues. People watching.
As I've mentioned before, I always look around airports and wonder what the other people there, are doing.
What do you do?
Hey, I know, this post is going on and on....but I have 4 more hours to kill before my flight, what can I say?
As I was uploading and blogging, I was keeping an eye on the table next to me.
4 people, obvious business travelers. 3 males ages 65, 55,35 and one female 38.
You might ask, how do I know she's 38?
People watching is what I do. I know.
Watching the group dynamic was interesting. When the group was intact, the older guys were the leaders of the table. The 35 year old guy was just smiling at everything the older guys said, and the woman was sitting ram rod straight in her chair.
After a bit, the older guys left and remaining were the two somethings. But the whole body language thing changed. Just let me say this. After 30 minutes of watching the 30 somethings by themselves...there is some office hanky panky taking place that the older guys don't know about.
I did learn that the guy just sent in his quarterly report to congress while watching the baseball game last night.
I wanted to run over there and ask, "What quarterly report?" "To congress?"
How cool is that?
I overheard the gentleman to my left, while talking loudly to thin air with a bluetooth thing in his ear, say he was up until 2 am editing film.
I want to know.
My Hush Puppies and Samuel Adams finally showed up.
I should have stayed in the French Quarter longer.