New Orleans -> Forth Worth

Back on the road again, this time for a rather long haul; 9 hours from New Orleans and down to Fort Worth in Texas where we are meeting up with Kristine’s old friend Helen. On the way out of Louisiana we stopped by an old sugar plantation, had crawfish cajun and stole Internet access from a motel to post yesterdays post. I’m keeping this short as we are off to a the Fort Worth Stockyards before then checking out a gun show.

Entrance way.

Entrance way.

The Oak Tree Plantation.

The Oak Tree Plantation.

We hooked up with Helen and her husband Schubert, a dentist with an inventive streak. Helen, which through the virtue of being a teacher is on her summer vacation, ¬†took us out to see the night life in the stockyards. It was just what I was expecting from Texas; cowboy boots and hats prevailed throughout, and the whole area had a a feeling of southern hospitality. Sure they might have some odd beliefs, and most here value the second amendment over the first, but they also came off as having a sense of community and a “we look out for each other” kind of attitude. I guess carrying guns everywhere and looking for a chance to shoot someone who deserves it can do that to you.

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