Yup, you never heard of this place. It is conveniently located 300 miles from
where we started this morning, so this is where we are spending the night. Our campsite is a stone’s throw off the
Interstate, but a line of trees keeps the headlights from shining in our
window. As we were checking in another
RV from Minnesota pulled in. They were
amazed that we were heading NORTH. They spend
the winter on Mississippi’s Gulf Coast.
I forgot how pretty Mississippi is. We saw a lot of it when we drove the Natchez
Trace. I am happy to see big pines along
the road instead of water or swamp. I
have more confidence that I will survive a blown tire when there is a dirt
shoulder instead of a tiny guardrail separating me from the swamp. The area has some rolling hills, too, and no
more hurricane emergency route signs now that we are finally above sea level.
I learned something new in New Orleans, however, about
hurricane flooding. John, the mule
driver, told us that the reason that the French Quarter didn’t flood is because
it is so close to the river. Over thousands
of years the Mississippi has flooded and left mud behind on its banks. Thus the land closest to the river has been
become higher than the land further away from the river – sort of a reverse
valley. In the Katrina flooding of New
Orleans, it was not the river that caused flooding; it was the broken dike
which allowed water from Lake Pontchartrain to cover the city that was the
problem. Neighborhoods near the lake
were flooded, those that were on the other side of town by the river, were not.
I have a correction to yesterday’s post. Brad Pitt and not Tom Cruise has the house in
New Orleans with Angelina. Just checking
to see if you are really reading this.
Ha ha. Cheap thrills when we are
in the middle of nowhere.
The weather is beautiful, but tomorrow is supposed to bring a storm. We will see how far we get before the rain comes. I am ready to soak in my tub and hug my grandchildren.
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