No Home at the Superdome

After returning to Donna's house on Monday afternoon, she went off to do errands while I headed to the Louisiana Superdome via streetcar and foot. I surveyed its perimeter, which reminded me of the Guggenheim Museum for some inexplicable reason. Eager for an aerial view of the facility, I managed to gain access to an office building across the street and go up 25 stories. Blue tarp flapped in the breeze to illuminate the skyline, and the view extended as far west as the eye could see.