




We left St. Louis early, and made our way south on the I-55 towards Memphis. We fought our way through heavy traffic and over nasty roads,

crossing from Missouri to Arkansas, to Tennessee and finally to Mississippi, where we reached our stop for the night at the Walmart in Senatobia, MS. Although this is a small town, the Walmart was VERY busy, and we had a hard time finding a spot to squeeze our 60 ft. into. What are all these people doing at Walmart on a weekday afternoon?
We did a bit of shopping here, finding prices about the same as back in Edmonton. No liquor at this Walmart, either.
After a relatively quiet night we packed up early and hit the road south towards our next stop in McComb, Mississippi. Just another long stretch of interstate, although Ben liked the new look of the surroundings with lots of trees (still changing colours). The Walmart at McComb was also really busy, and we ended up staying in the middle of the parking lot, not our usual choice. Our sleep was disturbed by the noise of street sweepers cleaning the parking lot all night.
We packed up and left McComb early and went to Hammond, Louisiana, where we gave the rig a much needed bath. We just love the service at Blue Beacon truck washes. Every one we've been to offers a good wash with really friendly, attentive service. From Hammond we entered bayou country, traveling miles on the elevated roadway over the swamp. We were able to see many "camps", the Louisiana version of a weekend cottage, built on stilts along the swamp. People use these places on weekends and holidays, enjoying fishing and hunting. Some live there year round. Most are accessible only by boat.
Finally we sighted New Orleans on the horizon. We approached steadily in a river of traffic, following our GPS into a WRONG TURN. Marlene says I should have followed my instincts not the GPS. Anyway, we had to find a place to get turned around, and that meant threading our way through a residential area, and right into a high school marching band parade! Nice of them to have a parade just for us. We eventually made it to Ponchartrain Landing RV park, right on the shore of Lake Ponchartrain. It's a nice place, well run and with good amenities, one of which is a shuttle bus to the French Quarter.
Availing ourselves of the shuttle, we waited til the 7:45 run, and went to the French Quarter. Bourbon St. was crowded, but a lot of the places were quite empty inside. Our plan was to go to Frenchmens St., just outside the French Quarter. It's where locals prefer to go for food and music, away from most of the tourists. We decided to dine at Praline Connection, a very nice little restaurant serving Cajun food. Most of the clientele appeared to by African American locals, and they were all eating lots and having a good time. We ordered file' gumbo and a plate of fried chicken livers with sweet green chili sauce, and corn bread. We accompanied the food with a local dark beer. All of it was great. The service was perfect, the food tasty and the price reasonable. Total bill $35.
After dinner we wandered the street, listening in to an eclectic mix of music. One band was even playing on the balcony above. After wandering Frenchmens, we walked back into the French Quarter, enjoying looking through gates and windows of the rundown looking buildings to see fine homes inside. Thirsty after all our walking we stopped into a club to enjoy some blues music. No cover charge, but beer was $6.25 a bottle!
After rehydrating ourselves we walked some more, then found a taxi and headed back to the motorhome. The pictures above are our dinner, band on balcony, the blues band we enjoyed, a fishing "camp", and me with "voodoo Santa".