Gumbo
We left Jackson, MS about 10:30 and headed south on I-55 toward Breaux Bridge, LA, and some of the best gumbo in Louisiana.
Most of the road was really crappy. A lot of the Interstates down here are the old concrete type with the expansion joints that go BANG…BANG…BANG.
Pretty soon your fillings start to get loose.
But finally we were on I-12W and then picked up I-10W in Baton Rouge.
About the same time we also started picking rain, a lot of rain, and, of course, the winds to go along with it.
By the time we were coming up to the Breaux Bridge exit, I was really looking forward to registering and setting up in the pouring rain. But I really lucked out.
By the time we got to Poche’s RV Park about 5 miles north of I-10 and Breaux Bridge the rain had stopped in that area.
By 3:15 pm we were set up and had a chance to look over the park.
Poche’s is not just an RV park, it’s also a fish camp with cabins, and 5 – 10 acre fish ponds.
It’s really a beautiful park, and it’s PassPortAmerica too, only $15.00 per night. The only downside is that Internet and cell phone service just sucks.
About 4:00 we drove over to our favorite Cajun restaurant, Mulates. I’ve been eating there for more than 15 years, including twice a month for 10 years when I would drive to Birmingham from Houston and back to visit my mother.
They have a Cajun band every night and a big dance floor that’s always crowded.
Their gumbo is just about the best around, with shrimp, crab, and oysters, and a great roue. And it’s not a Mulate’s meal without a dessert of their bread pudding with bourbon sauce, and a cup of strong Cajun coffee. (BTW it’s pronounced ‘Mu lots’)
Getting back home about 5:30 I got the satellite dish set up and we settled in for the night.
Tomorrow we’ll make the 230 mile trip back to Houston and the Galveston Bay RV Park, where we’ll be for 4-5 months.
More from Houston…
Quote of the day:
On the Internet, nobody knows you’re a dog. – Peter Steiner
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