We first went to the house where we had been working for the past few days, but when we got there, one of the staff members (Patrick) sent us across town to do a painting job.
The house where we arrived was a bit more pleasant. From what I was hearing, it seemed that people were happy to take a break from the constantly buzzing train engines.

The rest of us were painting the inside of the house. The bedrooms were pretty small but it took the day for the six or so of us to paint the house. We split up into the first two bedrooms when we first got there. I was painting with Kevin, Basil and Katie C. and Andrea, Rachel and Alexa were across the hall.
Katie G., Stephanie, Ms. Grossman, and Jenna paint the doors outside.
Andrea painting the ceiling (Kevin didn't even need an extension pole to reach)
We painted that whole hallway...
Mr. Bray doing his thing...
and Colin doing his thing.
Mr. Bray worked with another Habitat volunteer to put the railing spindles around the entire porch.
Sometimes you make a permanent difference when you pat someone on the back...
One of the neighbors who came and chatted with everyone during lunch. He gave some history of the area. Following Katrina, this whole area was about 10 feet under water! Everyone had to move away for quite a while.
We have been eating peanut butter and Jelly for lunch--but we also have ham and turkey. We found some shade during our lunch break. The past few days we had been eating UNDER the house in the dirt (that seemed to be the best place for shade) but this time we found an old driveway on an abandoned lot next to a tree.
While we were eating lunch some locals approached us and asked us about our work, and the Habitat organization.
After lunch we continued working on painting and one of the staff members, Andrew, invited us to see a house dedication on the other side of town. We quickly wrapped up a little before three and when we got there a guy who I had recognized from Wednesday was giving a prayer to the Habitat folks at the dedication. (The house was going to what looked like a single mother and a young child.)
The little girl moving into the house that was dedicated today.
The dedication ceremony. Seeing a house being handed over to its new owner, seeing that person's dream come true, and knowing the work that went into making that moment happen is a wonderful thing.
We got back to the room and a lot of us took a short nap. Everyone had an hour or so for there social time-- catching up with Facebook and emails and other relaxing things.
Dinner:
Mr. Bray cooked our food for dinner tonight. He ventured out to the grocery store while we were all in our rooms. He came back and grilled sausage, hot dogs, chicken, hamburgers, and corn and we had some Arnold Palmer with some watermelon and a few deserts. I mistakenly took the spicy sausage even though Mr. Bray told me that it was the one on the right... hahaha but it was still really good! After everyone ate, we put on some music and the girls took some pictures on the stairs of the hotel.
Consensus:
There seemed to be a lot of workers at the construction site the last few days, definitely more than you would normally see at a housing construction site. The conversation came up in the van about a surplus of workers. The issue that we talked about was that when your main resource is basically unlimited free labor than there is a tendency to have inefficiencies. As a Pacific Ridge economics student this year, I learned about the importance of efficiency and its impact. There have been a lot of questions over the last few days, like "why can't we just use a nail gun. A nail gun would probably take only 30 seconds to hang the f-channel, but instead I was told to us a hammer-- and it has taken me all day!" The answer to those types of questions I am learning is that if you have a surplus of free labor, then there is no reason to invest financially in more efficient ways of doing things. So I guess this is the long way of saying, I'm glad Patrick sent us to another house to work on.
(editors note: the main reason we don't use the nail gun is that most people who volunteer don't know how to use them safely. It's a bad day when someone goes home with a nail through the hand. The reason we mixed concrete by hand is because they have to keep the volunteers busy.)
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Some more photos from the last couple of days...
Katie C. encouraging everyone to read Zeitoun (it's the Upper School summer reading book!)
On the streetcar heading to the French Quarter
The St. Charles streetcar
Andrea getting in touch with her inner tourist
Only New Orleans would have a roving street band that was all brass! They were absolutely incredible.
Jazz on Bourbon St.
Where we had our yummy dinner on Thursday night.
Bourbon St.
So, girls, what do you think of installing F-channel?