In the middle of the night, my air mattress started leaking. Fortunately it has an inflation motor built in, so I just rolled over and twisted the knob for a minute, then went back to sleep. Then woke up and repeated the process two more times.
After work I tried to find the leak, but was unsuccessful. The Internet recommended putting the mattress in a bathtub and looking for bubbles. I don’t have a bathtub (only a shower), so instead I used the community pool, to no avail. I got a spray bottle of soapy water from the manager, but that didn’t help me either.
I took the mattress back inside and started inflating it and noticed soap bubbles form around the motor. Success, I though! So I wrapped those seams in duct tape, but the mattress still leaks :( These things are supposed to wear out after a year or two of full-time use, not under two months.
In the meantime, I do have my futon to sleep on. First, though, I needed to wash the cover, since I don’t know where it was before I bought the RV. It turns out that futon is very heavy- I estimate around 300 pounds. And manhandling that around enough to get the cover off and back on again was quite a chore.
While the cover was washing, I went down to what’s supposed to be one of the best Mexican restaurants in town, El Gato Negro. It’s right down in that very same two blocks I keep parking at for every meal I ever eat, right by the French Market.
The food was pretty good. They brought me a very weird variety of queso dip- very fancy, wich whole jalapeño slices in it and everything. The waitress was constantly confused about what I wanted the entire time, but everything turned out OK.
El Gato Negro had no public restrooms, so after eating I found a jazz nightclub to walk into and use the restroom in. They had an attendant inside, but not just the normal “I mop up after you” sort of attendant. He had a whole little candy basket thing going on, and when you walk out of the stall he squirts the soap into your hand, and while you’re washing he sets a washcloth on your shoulder to dry with. Very fancy!
I left the jazz club and wandered around a bit. Stumbled across a pretty neat jazz band (Vernon Severin) and got one of their CDs.
Went over to that river outlook by Cafe du Monde, then crossed over to the Riverwalk, a sidewalk that runs a little ways along the riverfront. I went down, stuck a toe in the Mississippi just to say I did, then sat along the rocky shore and Interneted while enjoying the city skyline for a while.
Here’s that overlook Who names their kid ‘Moon’? Here’s the French Market at night. Never did manage to get there during the daytime when it was open.