After 2.5 months of constant travel and moving I was feeling pretty stagnant in Miami after a month.
I decided after visiting the Minnear's (my sister) in Tampa I would keep going. So I caught a ride to Orlando from my sister and booked a couple Greyhounds.
I have never actually experienced Orlando, briefly driving through it I have never had much of a desire to be honest.
But after spending the day I could see its appeal and potential. Here are some images of my day exploring Lake Eola and the Milk District with Ana Gomez:
I headed home to Gainesville for a night. I met up with friends, talked about life decisions and projects to begin, got rip-roaring drunk and woke up to a hangover.
9:30pm to 10:30 am on a bus. I arrived in the Bible Belt only costing me $56.50 and a nights sleep. I walk the 15 minutes from the Greyhound station to my friends job in downtown Baton Rouge.
Maya, met her while biking across the country, works in an office downtown Chase building. But she is far from pursuing a career in banking. She works for the Walls project which hooks up local Louisiana and international artists with murals all around the city to cultivate the culture and arts scene in Baton Rouge.
I took a bus into NOLA and spent the day walking up and down Magazine St. I walked through the Arts for Arts Sake event and go to witness some of the best a brightest upcoming artists. I walked to streets with my ever full cup of wine, I ordered Gumbo. I had Beignets and Cafe au Lait with a real born and bred Louisianan.
I hopped into my Uber and headed to bus station once more.
"Tryna skip out of town on us aintcha?" my Uber driver claimed.
I thought for a second.. Maybe..
Maybe Im not done with the South just yet.
"Have you even had Yuka Mein?"
I hadn't. I hadn't even visited the French Quarter.
Then we reached the terminal.
"You'll be back- They always come back," he said.
I knew his words were true.