After 18 months of living in New Orleans, I was ready for a change... the city is great, I met some fantastic people and have made some life-long friends, and I'll visit as often as I can; but the heat and humidity were a bit much for me. When an opening in Alaska came up, I jumped at the chance. I arrived in Alaska on August 17th, 2005 for what was supposed to be a 30 day temporary assignment; if they liked me, and I liked Alaska, I had a chance at the permanent position and relocation. Two weeks into my stay here, Hurricane Katrina hit New Orleans. I had already decided to move to Alaska, and had received the job offer; now I just had to wait until I had a chance to get back into New Orleans to see what, if anything, was left, and to get my apartment ready for the movers. I finally made it back on October 1st; my friends David and Amanda were already back in the their Westbank house and graciously not only gave me a place to stay, but really took care of me for the 3 days I was there.
For those that have been to my New Orleans apartment, you should remember the market across the street; by October 1st, the looters had been there...