Our show today was at the Lagniappe Academie which is a small charter school in downtown
Orleans. We had parked at the school early, and went
looking for a nearby cafe to use their internet. This quest deposited us at the
Starbucks symbiotically nestled inside a French Quarter Sheraton. I was impressed
by their gazebo-esque bar and infinity loop positioned bathroom mirrors, but
their espresso was just average. Time ran away with itself, and we were soon
walking back to the school. We were greeted at the gate by our contact: a
teacher named Thomas Mickley-Doyle. I'll only describe him as the science
teacher everybody wishes they could have. He was a delight to get to know, and
his enthusiasm during our visit was palpable. With the help of the other
teachers, he got all the kids seated, and we began. I thought both shows went
great; I have the fond memory of one little girl explaining that in order to
shoot square smoke rings we just needed to try harder. She is bound for
greatness no doubt. All in all, it was a treat to visit the Lagniappe Academie.
The next destination was an early supper date with Ricardo Cortez at
. Ricardo is a mathematician
who is currently working with one of my Dad's colleagues at the university. The
two of them are both looking for ways to introduce the concept of mathematical
modeling to high school students. As we walked to the student union to grab
food, Ricardo took the time to answer our questions about the city. During this
time, he told us that the name Lagniappe is actually a term to describe that
little bit extra which comes with something else; more or less, the equivalent
of our phrase of a baker’s dozen. I still don't know quite how to use the
phrase correctly, but it solved the mystery of school’s name. He gave us a tour
of the campus, and we gave him a tour of the bus; we got the better deal.
Pretty soon after, he waved goodbye as we made our way back to I-10 East. I
really enjoyed having a chance to see Tulane, and I'm glad I got to meet
Ricardo. Tulane University
It had been another full day all things considered.
While it took several days to pass through the state of
Texas, we managed to pass through three different states
in one day before stopping in Alabama.
I almost got a nasty glass bottle cut on my foot while walking along fraternity row. Goes to show, not all the shapes in Crescent city are safe to handle.
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