Okay not really muddy here as we cross the Mississippi river in Baton Rouge.
Just making a southern blues reference. Muddy Waters is generally considered "the Father of Blues". He was a major inspiration for the British blues explosion in the 1960s. Muddy was born in a town called Jug's Corner in along the Mississippi River in 1913.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Baton Rouge
Driving thriugh Baton Rogue and I can't see a red baton anywhere! I did see huge swamps and the mighty Mississippi River. A first for me.
Roadside Sign in Louisiana
Beef...it's why space aliens steal our cows. Jodie and I laughed out loud... sorry LOL!
Day 5
Sigh....got off to a later start than I wanted due to an unplanned detour through the town of Lafayette LA. Due to traffic not allowing me to change lanes with my big ol' trailer, I couldn't merge over to the lane I needed and had to take a detour on anther highway. We'll be driving thru 4 states today...LA, MS, AL, and ending in beautiful Monticello FL.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Made it to Louisiana!
Lafayette, Louisiana KOA. Made good time, so the kids said, "we're going swimming." Are there gators in this lake?
Turkey Dinner?
Ok, we let this guy live to see another day. This tom was very much the "guard turkey" gobbling and strutting around while we had pull over for Bridget's tummy ache. Another Bridget disaster afterward, the car was on a steep angle and she couldn't hold the heavy car door open and....Wham! right on her hand - shake it off kid, we are in Texas! A few tears, a few kisses, and some ice made the incident quickly forgotten.....and....we're off again!
My Tummy Hurts
Bridget announced here in Alleyton, Texas "I have a tummy ache". So here we are with our new friend while we wait for Bridget to finish. Afterward we are having a nice turkey dinner!
Buffalo!
We are near Kingsbury, TX and just passed a big herd of buffalo! Way cool! Sorry, no picture.
Day 4
8:30am and 550 miles into TX, approaching San Antonio. 5,000 miles to go until we're out of TX ... Okay I'm exaggerating. We should be in Scott, LA by dinnertime tonight. It just feels like TX will never end!
Went to bed last night with a big orange full moon and a herd of deer all around the campground. Woke up to the sound of Crackles, which is the name of the birds that make a crackling sound with their tail feathers, and a zillion deer all over.
The hill country of TX is beautiful. Time to sign off and look for a gas station.
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