So
maestro_live and I spent a nervous couple of hours without an immediate plan to flee New Orleans; fortunately P's friend Jomo learnt from AAA how to hotwire his own car obviating the need for his (cripes what timing) lost keys. We're en route to Houston, there to do whatever it takes to fly back to D.C. This has been a less than stellar Decadence all around, despite some lovely backroom sex at Rawhide... More soon.