New Orleans and then WTF mate?

So this past weekend I decided to cruise down to new Orleans to do a little busking. I have to admit it was a little tough, there are quite a few people doing the same and it is tough to compete being just one guy playing the ukulele. Do I ended up just messing around mostly, randomly following people, especially couples and playing music behind them. This proved to be pretty successful and I ended up making a couple of dollars that way. I also spent a good deal of time talking to people as I usually do.
When it started to get late I still needed a place to stay. I was sitting in a little stoop using the Internet of a cafe next to me when a girl walking with her bike walked past me. She stopped and started to talk to me. We chatted for a brief minute and i told her my predicament. She then offered me a place to stay so I followed her home. On the walk home we were chatting and some how got on the subject of San Francisco. At this point I asked her if she knew one of my friends Julie. I don't normally do that, San Francisco being such a large city, it is very unlikely someone would know the same person but for whatever reason this time I did ask. Sure enough she did know her! It was such a crazy surprise. It is amazing how small this world is.
The next day I toured around the city a minute then headed back to the farm. When I got back the gentleman who owns the farm told me that he was allergic to my smell and that I needed to find a new place to stay. I really don't know what to think about this, I try to take a shower if not daily every other day, I don't smell that bad, though I have been eating a lot of meat since coming here. Still though, allergic to my smell??? All I can say is WTF? I guess I am just so awesomely manly and strong that even my stench can take down men! Haha!
Anyway if you want my personal opinion I think he just did not like me. He is a man who is afraid of a lot and likes to try and make other people afraid of those things as well. For instance I like to explore but he was not fond of me going into the swamp because he is afraid of snakes. While I have a healthy respect for them I do not fear them. He also mentioned that there are coyotes... Like I am supposed to be afraid of them too? He didn't like the fact that I walked barefoot. He had a weird obsession with eating every meal together like a family, he hated spicy food and gave me a pretty mean face when I put cayenne pepper on my food (I accidentally made the mistake of leaving it on the table once and I haven't seen it since, I think he threw it away). He treated me like a child and was a way over protective parent. Whatever, it is probably for the best that I am leaving here I do not think I could have made it till the end of April anyway.
I wasn't learning much on the farm, just how not to do everything. I did learn a bit about aquaponics but that all came from a video he had me watch. I am not going to bitch anymore though I have a lot more I could say.
So now I have to figure out where to go now. I am not sure I might head to new Orleans for a minute longer and see if I cannot make a little more money... Then from there start going to Tennessee? Who knows, I have some time to enjoy. My birthday is this weekend so I would like to stay somewhere but we will see. Anywho I will write more later. Much love and alohas