Tuesday

Winter 2016-2017 #1


We are off on another adventure!  We left home Monday, December 5.  Our first stop was the KOA just North of Nashville TN.  Nancy wanted to stop and visit her cousin Bob Pospisil and his wife Lori.  (I didn’t even know she had a relative there.  I sometimes wonder where she finds all these cousins.  This one was really a real first cousin.  Bob’s mother and Nancy’s mother were sisters.).  We just stayed one night there and ate breakfast with them before we left.  We drove all the next day and spent the night at a Army Corps of Engineers park called Jennings Ferry.  It was on the Black Warrior river in Alabama.  We drove all the next day and ended up in New Orleans, Louisiana.

Jackson Park
I was looking forward to getting through the city and to our campground so I could roll in the grass.  But Ron pulled off the freeway, past some factories, and pulled in to this parking lot covered with pavers.  He called it an urban campground.  (I had several different names for it after three days of I-10 traffic and police sirens 24 hours a day for four days and three nights!)  The humans liked the place-just a few blocks to the French Quarter.  It had a pool and hot tub and coffee in the morning.  I think the amenities would have been nice if we hadn’t stopped there on the two coldest days of the year.  So, while I guarded the camper (which was pretty easy, since the whole campground was surrounded by a 10’ concrete wall topped with razor wire), the humans explored.  They went to Bourbon street the first night.  The next morning, they took a bus tour and in the afternoon, went to the Katrina and Mardi Gras Museums. (Nancy said that seeing that just reinforced her belief that the last entity to invite to a disaster is FEMA).  Friday, they drove around south of the city checking out the bayous and fishing villages. They stopped at Lafitte National Park and Nancy got another stamp on her National Park passport book.  They didn’t get to hear as much music as they thought they would because a lot of the street musicians weren’t out because of the cold weather, but they did eat creole shrimp, beignets, and muffalatos.



Now we are on the road to Carrabelle Florida. 

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I am a Swantonian Bushcat. (I was born under a bush in Swanton Ohio),but my people think that I have a lot of Chartreaux in my bloodline because I pray for what I want, am very quiet, lay on my back a lot, and am shaped much like a potato on toothpicks.