I love New Orleans. It was night when we got here and the mist hung low around the buildings, we arrived in the middle of the most dramatic thunder storm I've ever seen. Huge white gashes across the sky and ominous flashes rolling around the clouds. The air is thick and heavy and full of jazz. The roads to our hostel are cracked and weedblown, lizards and cockroaches scuttle across the path (and memorably, over my feet).
The journey here from New York was rubbish. The initial excitement in seeing how much bigger the trains are here than England and how much more leg room you get pretty much wore off after the first five hours. After about 20 hours the trains slowed to 15mph (due to the awful flooding in Georgia), and after about 4 hours of that we were told that when we reached Atlanta we'd have to switch to a bus. After watching the news I guess we were lucky not to be caught in it properly.
ATP was amazing, such a great line up. The hotel was like something out of The Shining. The accommodation wasn't a patch on English ATP, and the food pretty much sucked. But the main stage was amazing, the sound was spot on and you got a great view from everywhere. I finally got to see Boredoms, one of the drummers took a bit of a shine to me and gave me his stage pass to come back for a beer with them - I was embarrassingly tongue tied trying to speak to Yoshimi, she's one of my musical heroes!
Sorry I'm being rubbish at replying to your comments, I have very limited access to the internet.
We're heading to Houston and Austin next week, then down to Mexico.
Oh! When we got to New York, our hostel had been closed down by police. Late at night, everywhere was full, until we stumbled across the Elk Hotel. This was our room:
Classy, no?
And this is the ATP hotel:
The journey here from New York was rubbish. The initial excitement in seeing how much bigger the trains are here than England and how much more leg room you get pretty much wore off after the first five hours. After about 20 hours the trains slowed to 15mph (due to the awful flooding in Georgia), and after about 4 hours of that we were told that when we reached Atlanta we'd have to switch to a bus. After watching the news I guess we were lucky not to be caught in it properly.
ATP was amazing, such a great line up. The hotel was like something out of The Shining. The accommodation wasn't a patch on English ATP, and the food pretty much sucked. But the main stage was amazing, the sound was spot on and you got a great view from everywhere. I finally got to see Boredoms, one of the drummers took a bit of a shine to me and gave me his stage pass to come back for a beer with them - I was embarrassingly tongue tied trying to speak to Yoshimi, she's one of my musical heroes!
Sorry I'm being rubbish at replying to your comments, I have very limited access to the internet.
We're heading to Houston and Austin next week, then down to Mexico.
Oh! When we got to New York, our hostel had been closed down by police. Late at night, everywhere was full, until we stumbled across the Elk Hotel. This was our room:
Classy, no?
And this is the ATP hotel:
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I trust you made it back alive?
I want to hear stories!
Hope it was fantastic..