Northeast Louisiana, day 1 (also Happy Halloween)
I spent yesterday evening reading, listening to lofi beats (I brought my Echo Pop with me), eating pizza rolls, and drinking shockingly expensive boxed wine. Note to self: do not shop at Brookshire's in the future. I spent a ridiculous amount of money on said wine, a couple cans of deviled ham, a box of Wheat Thins, 3 apples, a box of cookies, a package of bagels and some Boursin cheese, a can of Maxwell House International Cafe, and a 6-pack of mini Cokes. The wine was $19.99 if you have a card, which I don't because we don't have this chain where I live, and $27.99 without one. Which of course I didn't realize until I was being rung up. The exact same box of wine is $14.99 at my Rouse's, and they don't have a card program. The price is the price, for everyone. Oh, well.
I slept pretty well; the trailer is tiny, but there's room for a full size memory foam bed in the bedroom (if not much else). Showering was fun, I felt like I was trying to bathe in a shoebox. The first thing I did was drive into Rayville, which is large enough for a Walmart, and buy a couple rolls of toilet paper, a sponge, and some body wash--there was only hand soap in the trailer, and dish soap but nothing to scrub dishes with. Probably I could have asked my hosts for those items (the extra TP at least), but I prefer not to be a pest about stuff when I stay at Airbnbs. I needed to go into town to gas up, anyway.
Then I went to the village of Holly Ridge, which I know from the Facebook group I mod that's about abandoned structures in Louisiana has a lot of old falling-down buildings.
Then I went to Poverty Point. I just did the self-guided driving tour, but they do a ranger-guided tram tour on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, and I'm going to try to take that tomorrow. (Seats are limited, but I only saw 2 other people in the park today, so I like my chances.)
This is the top of Mound A, the tallest part of the complex.
They think it might have been meant to resemble a bird when seen from above, and was possibly built in as short a time as a single summer, by people hauling baskets of earth.
This is another, smaller mound seen from a distance.
I mostly took this photo for the foliage. I've complained about this before, but the part of Louisiana that I live in doesn't really have trees that turn red and gold in the autumn, and I miss that a lot.
I also got to really use my Polaroid Go for the first time.
They're pretty overexposed. I have a theory that Polaroid is purposely making their newer films a lot more lofi than they need to be, because Millennials associate them with Y2K/"indie sleaze". And, of course, it's cheaper.
I slept pretty well; the trailer is tiny, but there's room for a full size memory foam bed in the bedroom (if not much else). Showering was fun, I felt like I was trying to bathe in a shoebox. The first thing I did was drive into Rayville, which is large enough for a Walmart, and buy a couple rolls of toilet paper, a sponge, and some body wash--there was only hand soap in the trailer, and dish soap but nothing to scrub dishes with. Probably I could have asked my hosts for those items (the extra TP at least), but I prefer not to be a pest about stuff when I stay at Airbnbs. I needed to go into town to gas up, anyway.
Then I went to the village of Holly Ridge, which I know from the Facebook group I mod that's about abandoned structures in Louisiana has a lot of old falling-down buildings.
Then I went to Poverty Point. I just did the self-guided driving tour, but they do a ranger-guided tram tour on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, and I'm going to try to take that tomorrow. (Seats are limited, but I only saw 2 other people in the park today, so I like my chances.)
This is the top of Mound A, the tallest part of the complex.
They think it might have been meant to resemble a bird when seen from above, and was possibly built in as short a time as a single summer, by people hauling baskets of earth.
This is another, smaller mound seen from a distance.
I mostly took this photo for the foliage. I've complained about this before, but the part of Louisiana that I live in doesn't really have trees that turn red and gold in the autumn, and I miss that a lot.
I also got to really use my Polaroid Go for the first time.
They're pretty overexposed. I have a theory that Polaroid is purposely making their newer films a lot more lofi than they need to be, because Millennials associate them with Y2K/"indie sleaze". And, of course, it's cheaper.