From Farmland to Bayou - 21/4/10

Slept beautifully on the new mattress. And awoke to a glorious morning in the tiny Texas town of Luling. Had another chat with a fellow we met last night, really nice guy, got along great and was a bit sorry to say goodbye. He clued us in on a club called Passport America, which gets you half price at hundreds of RV parks and campgrounds across North America, very worthwhile.

We hit the road shortly after nine eastbound on the I10. We drove about 140 miles passing clean through Houston before stopping for lunch. Felt a bit bad about not stopping in Houston, but we are both a bit big citied out.

In the early afternoon we crossed a bridge over the top of Galveston Bay, which joins the Gulf of Mexico. It’s our first glimpse of water since turning east at Santa Monica 3000 miles ago. We passed into Louisiana in mid-afternoon and stopped for a few camping supplies, including new pillows and a gas stove, at the Walmart in Lake Charles.

Next, using our new Passport America guide we drove a few miles north of the I10 to a tiny town called Fenton, where we checked into an RV park called Quiet Oaks. It is quiet and surrounded by Oaks. Quite beautiful too. It is warm again now and there is humidity in the air, along with mosquitos. There are wetlands around and creeping vines throughout all the trees.

Funny fact: On the road today we passed a sign for the town of La Grange (famous from the ZZ top song) and also a coast town called Port Arthur (a long way from its Tasmanian cousin). Also, Pia saw an armadillo on the side of the road today (not sure if it was dead or alive, but still some local wildlife).

Welcome to Louisiana. Sign at the rest stop at the border

Pia at Quiet Oaks RV Park, Fenton, LA