After the last half load came back for my bags and cases - how empty the house looked without a load waiting!
I thought of 'This house is empty now' at the end of Vieux Carré. But it felt exciting too, like going off to university in 1988.

As I drove I could feel the stress of the parking thing, and the move, just dropping off me.

Stopped at the Turnpike for hotel supplies. My nomadic existence has begun.

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