LA to Houston and on to New Orleans

Zeke kindly dropped me at Central Station in Donwtown LA.






Climbed on board the Texas Eagle and chugged out of LA. Through Palm Springs and out into the desert.







Amtrak is a hidden gem. Tons of space. An observation car with panoramic views and very acceptable dinning car with pretty decent tucker. Left LA Friday at 2.30pm and arrived on time in Houston at 5.45am on Sunday morning.






Sat next to a charming African American from New Orleans. Calmly recounted his exploits during hurricane Katrina. A wonderfully humble centred gentleman called George.







The time flew by as I tucked into a number of scripts and worked through a step outline for ‘a fistful of pounds.’







Texas is not beautiful. It has its moment but by and large is pretty dull. We passed through Marfa and I managed to see Prada Marfa the art exhibit on I90.



There was a never a dull moment as the landscape dribbled by. Amtrak is not fast!








Hired a car and eager to look around heade off to NASA Houston. It’s a bit tacky but you do get taken around the facility seeing where mission control for the Apollo missions is and the training facility for the shuttle and the international space centre. So in the end very worthwhile.
















Headed east towards New Orleans. Arrived late. Went for a fantastic Cajun meal on Bourbon street. Steamed spicey crayfish followed by Jambalaya. Now I like this cuisine – spicey and full of sea food.













Oh found the best street in the world!