21 Damn Early Days - Day 8
IN BED BY VERY LATE AND DEFINITELY NOT UP AT 4:30AM
DAY 8 OF 21 DAMN EARLY DAYS… WAS COMPLETELY WORTH SKIPPING.
When I started this challenge, my whole reason was to get more out of life. My thoughts were by getting up at 4:30AM and getting after it, it would open up parts of my life I couldn't imagine. And while it's only 8 days in, it totally has. That said, landing in NOLA [New Orleans, Louisiana] yesterday afternoon, there was no way I was putting myself to bed at 8:30PM on my first night.
Not. A. Chance. In. Hell.
Needless to say, 21 Damn Early Days didn’t happen today – but I’m not the least bit upset. There’s something about a random champagne bar, live jazz music, the New Orleans Film Festival, exploring one of the eeriest cities in the world and drinking a bottle of wine while sitting on the hardwood floors of an empty house built in the 1800s with good people, that makes time fly. Before I know knew it, it was 1:30AM local time and I still wasn’t in bed. There was not a chance I was getting up at 4:30AM [2:30AM Vancouver time].
Interestingly though, my internal clock seemed to have switched and I woke up at 7:30AM [5:30AM Vancouver time]. After that, I just couldn't fall back asleep. The sun was already up so I decided to get after it. The day was long and packed, but the energy down here kept me moving. So many amazing things to check out [more about that later].
The day's done and I'm beat. I'm going to try and get back on track here, which means back to 4:30AM mornings. I'm not sure if it's a smart idea, but I'm going with local time. I have a hotel room facing east and overlooking the Mississippi River, so at the very least sunrise should be nothing short of amazing.
Let's see how it goes.
PS. Doing this challenge seems to have become infinitely harder on the road, but I’m going to try and stick to it while balancing getting as much out of this city as I can. Wish me luck.
PPS. If you have never been to NOLA, get down here now. This place is like nothing else. On one hand it’s alive, it’s vibrant, everyone wants to have fun, it has history and culture and you can drink anywhere [which works well with everyone wanting to have fun]. There’s live music, the sound of jazz filling the street 24 hours a day and some of the most amazing buildings and architecture I’ve ever seen. Everything is colourful, fun and a little bizarre. It has this never-ending Halloween feel to it. And everybody just talks to each other. It’s just a way of life. On the other hand, it’s rough, rugged, and real. It’s been through hell and back and it shows. It’s this crazy balance and it’s like no other place I’ve ever been.
Honestly, words can’t explain it. They just don’t do justice. You just have to see it.
Check back –I'll have pictures tomorrow.
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