May 13, 2021
My morning walk took me out of the Lazy Dad RV park, along the road and across the street to a developing neighborhood. All houses are on stilts, and those lots with beachfront views are already developed. I checked one out that is for sale… $1.4 million… let me write a check… I cut through the neighborhood to the beach. The sun is coming up over Galveston across the channel. The beach has some amount of trash that has washed up, but not much of human waste is seen and it is a pleasant walk. The temperature is in the 60’s, windy (what else is new) and reasonably humid – great for walking.
When I get back to Hannah, a quick shower and a bite to eat,
then we get ready to leave. There is a
little kitty across the canal from us and Rudy has been watching it. When Spouse opened the door to come in, Rudy
bolted out in search of his new friend.
Spouse grabbed him, but Rudy let the neighbors know of his abuse!
We headed east from Pt. Bolivar through Crystal Beach (a
beach town, wouldn’t you know). As we
work further east, the road is right next to the water. I would be surprised if the water was more
than 50 ft away . There were houses on stilts, the living
quarters were two or three flights up instead of the one flight we have seen up
til now. We eventually turn north and
approach the town of Winnie where we fueled up.
Spouse was so excited that he got fuel for the lowest price. IN this case, we used gas buddy just to get
the cost of local gas in general, and not to spend a fortune hunting down a
cheap station.
Now it is time for a lesson.
I know many of you know Spouse as ‘Doug’. But did you know that ‘Doug’ is now a
verb? It means to hug the right side of
the road, like the line or a curb. So
when you are ‘dougging the curb’ you are too far to the right. Our GPS has a feature that beeps when you
cross the line, it makes a squiggly noise like a slot machine. When towing, it is pretty easy to Doug the
line but the GPS sounds like we are in a friggin casino!
As we leave the town of Winnie and get on I10 east, there is
road construction. The k-rails leave no
margin for error. This makes for a
harrowing drive as we cannot doug the line without ruining Hannah. There are big rigs passing us by, putting the
squeeze on us. Sucking in our breath
does not make us any skinnier. What’s
worse, the guy in front of us is towing a trailer and is all over the place
rocking back and forth. How he didn’t
hit a k-rail is beyond me. This went on
for about 15 miles when we switched the terror of construction driving for the
angst of city driving in the town of Beaumont.
Fortunately, that was much easier.
We started breathing easier once we got on to Hwy 12 east.
As we leave Texas and enter Louisiana, it is green. And it is wet. The trees along the road are in water. Lots of water… I believe this would be a
swamp! Hwy 12, and then Hwy 190 are rural
back roads that parallel I10. The speed
limit is usually 55 or 65, but you do pass through towns where you need to
slow. This is the first time in a week
where we have not been fighting the wind.
In the town of DeQuincey, Spouse needed an auto part and asked the guy
for a Cajun restaurant. He was given
Popeye’s chicken as his only option.
When Spouse clarified, he was told ‘aint nothing like that around
here. Probably have to go to
Baton’… ok… we had a snack in Hannah and
continued.
We pass through small towns with houses on huge
properties. The trees are amazing. I am sure some of them have been around since
before the civil war and have stories to tell.
We pass through the town of Opelousas, which at one time was the capital
of Louisiana. This is a very old town,
with old bumpy streets and is definitely in need of some TLC.
Here is where my troubles
began… I had a fight with our GPS. I am looking up RV parks and I could not get
a handle on where they are versus we are and where we are going. She hits.
I hit back. Then Spouse says to
make sure the park has trees…
Really???? I am trying to find
the f’n thing on the map and you are whining about trees? Have we EVER used our GPS for that
before? Do you think there is a tree
indicator on it or something? And we
need to call them first to make sure that the price is correct and… HAVE WE EVER DONE THAT BEFORE???? As we get near Baton Rouge, the GPS is
showing no RV parks. I am at my wits end
and I give up and shove it at Spouse.
He pulls into a gas station and
fuels up. I dare to try again, and sure
enough, a whole lot of RV parks now pop up!
WTF????? It appears to be working
now… I hate that thing at times… I will
do more driving and let Spouse futz with it and I betcha he doesn’t last
long…
We ended up at Farr Rv park, which
is an equestrian center. It is on the
Mississippi River so we might just get a bike ride in. We are a bit concerned about the sites. They are grass, and soft from rain, so we
sink… Sure hope we will be able to hook
up again!
Cajun food in Baton… YES! Acme Oyster House – thanks for the good meal. And thanks for being right next to Trader Joes! We scored on this one!
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