Yesterday I managed to track down Leslie, my partner in crime who I had met in Houston airport and shared an excellent Voodoofest weekend with. Amidst the millions of text messages on my phone that I'd sent and received (the most annoying thing about my phone is that it doesn't auto-delete so every so often I get a message telling me my phone is full - although in this case it was a good thing) was one from her and I contacted her to see how she was. She was pleased to hear from me and immediately sent me some of her photos from Voodoofest, which was useful as I didn't have many. Below is a picture that was taken of Leslie, Kim and I the day after the festival in the French Quarter.
No comments:
Post a Comment