We stayed at the Hope Lodge in Kenner. Had it not been for this place the trip to New Orleans would have been impossible. The staff was friendly and the environment was inviting, there was a huge kitchen and an even larger dining room. They give you plenty of space to keep your cold or dry groceries. Additionally, fresh food was put out every day for your eating convenience.
The rooms were spacious, clean and well kept. This place was easily more comfortable than most of the hotels I’ve stayed in. We stayed on the second level, I tell you what, that room’s AC worked tremendously well. Walking into it was akin to leaving the sweltering humidity into a dry winter wonderland. It made a great night of cuddles, because it was way too cold to do otherwise. Of course, we could have just turned down the AC, but where’s the fun in that?
Online there seems to be an abundance of zebras, but the connection isn’t the same as meeting another in real life. When you meet someone with cancer a social bridge is automatically built. A different bond is born when you find someone feeds and houses the same kind of monster you do.
On one of the last days at the Hope Lodge I met another who fought against the webbed chains of Carcinoid NETs. She was a strong woman with a powerful story, her husband was equally delightful and it was heartwarming to know these wonderful people had each other.
We discovered we walked through many of the same sticky spider webs of Neuroendocrine cancer. Online we see it time and time again, but we don’t realize how often our stories repeat through the lives of others until we discover others who have walked our same road.