The red clay roads were pretty, but probably not so good for driving, and definitely not for biking.
This well fed little guy came up to say hi.
More regional food. I tried swamp soup, which is greens, bean, and sausage. And I had a catfish po’boy for dinner. Haven’t had any “biled” peanuts yet,
Mardi Gras parade. In addition to catching a few beads, I got hit in the forehead by a plastic cup hurled from a float. I should have worn my bike helmet.
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