It was a few months ago when I was nominated into the Best Fiction Author category. It was only 3 weeks until the event and I had to scramble to prepare for it.

The excitement was building, as the host metro area was New Orleans. Because Covid-19, and his cousins The Variants were still in play.

I got myself together and prepared to take a flight. Instead, I decided to drive.

As a result of a traffic accident, it was a struggle and a hint of frustration just to avoid the mammoth Lake Pontchartrain. Yet, after it was cleared, I wind up passing right under it on I-10 East heading back into the business district of New Orleans.

I didn’t know how to get back on 55 South to 10 East.So I found myself on a road that detoured me and others to the right path.

Yes, I did avoid the Causeway that carries you over the mammoth Lake Pontchartrain.However, you can still see part of it as you pass the Mandeville’s exit sign preparing you the 20 minute trip toward the north suburbs.

I have always dreamed of coming to this city. New Orleans with so much history, and being like an island paradise.

It kind of put you in the mind of St Louis. St Louis’ name is found through out the city of New Orleans.

Upon finding the Mississippi River bridge, it took me to the city of Gretna. Gretna, which is located right across the bridge from downtown New Orleans.

A hint of New Orleans is all around Gretna. As well as the host hotel, The Holiday Inn Westbank.

Next blog I will take you inside the ceremony at the Algiers Auditorium in New Orleans.

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