

It was surreal, at the least, to leave the deserted, destroyed Gulfport downtown area and ride off into the gorgeous blue:

One is reminded of New Orleans and the storm even on the island, though. Walking in front of us:


From far away, it looked like the gulf was an even more unreal blue than usual. Then when I realized the blue was that of the umbrellas, I immediately associated the color with that of all the blue-tarped-roofs everywhere:






