Because I was afraid of the culture shock I would experience if I were to fly directly from Amherst to San Francisco, I weaned myself into the west coast via Pennsylvania and Louisiana. Here are some pictures:
The face of New Orleans? Not really--this picture was taken in Biloxi, Mississippi!
We went to New Orleans for my uncle's 50th birthday. While there we also saw my aunt Martha. She is a street artist who does caricatures.
My dad and I had a good time. We jumped.
We also went to the Lower 9th Ward.
