Whatever pre-existing businesses may have been around are no longer present. A plethora of pristine new strip centers, fast food, McDonald types and malls are under construction. I’d say all that money we spent on
is being used to build a brand new outlying city. Louisiana
Tues. Sept 21
Over the mighty
that is probably ½ mile wide at the I-10 bridge sort of takes my breath away
and I’m really happy we’re not in a covered wagon. Of course most wagon trains started west in Mississippi Like my grandmother’s. Darrel notes that under every black cow in
the pastures is a pure white bird. He
thinks they’ve been assigned to each other and can’t work independently. St.
And again we’re on a double two-lane bridge over swamplands for miles. Another flying adventure for me outside
Lafayette La. Apparent tidewater due to the high water
markson the bridge pillars shows just how high the surge arrived
over our heads on the bridge.
I wonder if there have been many crashes as cars have run over the short concrete barrier fence into the drink.
of the Oueae Bayou. Don’t try that out
loud. I wonder some more how one crossed
this watery woodland before somebody made a Whisky Bay over all the swamp and
rivers. Canoe? It’s still a 20 mile water world with tree
tops. A scenic byway turnoff for Key West
Bridge makes me think of Ingrid Clark, who has family
and friends there. We stopped at
McDonalds and I had my first McGriddle and listened to a Cajun conversation we
couldn’t understand. But everybody was
incredibly nice. Pancake wrapped eggs? Morgan
Well, here’s all the gasolene in the world in
Reckon the gas stations next to the holding tank yard charge $3 per
gallon? Cracking plants stand in every
direction and we’ve gone from greenway to freeway to Industrial area. A few fringe trees remain standing and line
the road--the old I-10 I remember from the beercan days--that is the airstream
motorhome we had some years ago and had travelled this way. Westlake,
We see above-ground cemeteries that I’d forgotten. After the steep Calcasew Bayou bridge tall enough for a Carnival Cruise Ship to slip underneath, somebody ironed out the road again. And we’re in casinoland in case we feel rich and want that feeling to dissipate.
And here we are on another lighted raised bridge into
with a massive concrete star greeting us in Texas . A little gaudy billboard, “stripper bar for
emergency I-10 blues." Orange
. Lucky us. America
Darrel isn’t getting over the “ World famous outhouse, 262 miles--You Can Hold It.”
Interestingly, the monsoon,
I-45 and the construction projects all hit at once. Must be a tropical storm out of the gulf to
provide us with so much drinking water.
We opted for a toll road to save our hides which took care of the
construction trucks at least. Houston
Abby (little dog) got big eyes and hid in her kennel. I wonder if I could fit in there with her. It was kind of like being strafed in a hurricane.