Well, it was hard to head east from New Orleans. I could have headed north to the 'land of familiar' and watched my youngest niece do her first Easter egg hunt. I was torn, resisted and headed for new territory .. I hope she will understand when she's older.
As I headed east out of New Orleans I finally started to really see Katrina's destruction for the first time. Shingles hanging off roofs and piles of debris were still there .. almost five later. Amazing. I headed out in the midst of severe flooding throughout the Southeast. Roads, parks, campgrounds were closed and flooded. The night before on the news they showed a campground on the Louisiana/Mississippi border with water halfway up the side of a 5th wheel. That got my attention! I had wanted to experience Biloxi but the closure signs, swollen rivers and the air force jets scaring the beejeebers out of dog & I as we stopped to contemplate the matter keep me moving.
As we went on, I keep noticing people pulled off the highway .. not on the shoulder but on the grass beyond that. There were lots of cars spread out. I looked closer. There were people fishing! ... right off the interstate! I-10 a fishing hole .. who knew. I had never seen people fishing along a interstate .. one guy had either a big gator or a big turtle. It was hard to tell at 65 mph. You don't see that everywhere.
Driving along the coast, I have seen lots of things that you don't in the west and midwest where I have spent most of my life. Causeways, bridges, bayous, swamps, evacuation signs, pastel colored houses on stilts, fish markets, boats, boats and more boats all novel as I headed up the coast from Texas. Now I get that is just life along the coast. But fishing off the interstate??