We crossed into Louisiana a mere 86 miles ago, but it’s like we’re in a different world. We traded ranches and farms for swamps, bayous and rice paddies, which are also used to harvest crawfish. The counties here are called parishes and the towns, street signs and stores all have a french basis to them. The hills are gone and we are on very flat roads. And the burial sites are all above ground — if caskets were buried they would float to the top anyway!
Though we are nowhere near New Orleans — it’s one of my favorite cities in the country. I have visited NOLA more than any other city— at least a dozen times, maybe more, I’ve lost count. I’ve been to the Jazzfest 6 times, and visited at least a half dozen other times for business, with my girlfriends celebrating our 40th, or just for fun. It’s a great city — but it’s a lot like Las Vegas – after 3 or 4 days, it’s time to go home again.
Today’s biking was smooth sailing — 77 miles — yes, of course there were headwinds, but today they were manageable. AND — we have now traversed over 2000 miles! Woo Hoo!
Tomorrow — more of the same. We leave Ville Platte for St. Francisville. Another 75+ miles and we cross the Mississippi River towards the end of the day.
Woo Hoo – FLAT ROADS!!!! 🙂