Day 2 (for me)

Today at breakfast we were greeted with the steretypical food of the south grits! The owner of the inn said she was loosing it on thursday which is a sad but helpless situation. I wish there was more time to raise money but it seems like its too late. The interesting thing about her story is that people wouldn't expect people who are currently living in nice houses in nice parts of town to be suffering as much as those that were in the 9th ward. It seems funny that our goverment cannot make exeptions in times of disaster. The next part of the day was working on habitat. The progress that habitat has made is inspiring exspecially the cheerfulness of the colorful andy warhol like scene of the mass produced (thankfully) houses. I wish there was more orginzation so that we could of helped more but at least we got out there. Lunch also was a good example of New orleans with the traditional dishes and friendly waiters who loved the phrase "hey baby." I think the best part of the day was seeing people back in their homes on their porches watching construction being made by habitat. This is exactly what the people of New Orleans need to see, help actually coming, change being made. It is important for these people to know people care, and that there is hope. Another thing I found interesting is that the people who are back in their homes kept up the spray paint on their houses. I wonder if this morbid scar is a reminder to themselves, the rest of the world, or those that didn't have bodies in their homes as a sign of gratitude.