Here's a breakdown of my trip. I hope you enjoy. Next post will be strictly about writing. I swear. (Note: I may be lying. I can't be certain.)
Our first stop was Music City. For those of you unfamiliar with the nickname, here's a picture:
Then, we were off, driving across the great state of Tennessee, a place I may or may not claim as home. The Mississippi was almost as large as the actual name for it. Almost. It's always fun to drive across it for some reason.
When we reached Arkansas I fell in love. For those of you familiar with Arkansas, you may be thinking about the million-and-one naughty shops that are off the highway. You would be wrong. I'm talking about the Ozarks. I absolutely loved the drive through them. They were perfect, peaceful, and perfectly peaceful.
Next, we were in Oklahoma. My husband has ties to the area, as he is Shawnee adopted by Cherokee, who were sadly transplanted there via a trail that had a whole lot of unnecessary tears, death and heartache. It was cool to see some of the places that his extended family calls home. (Interesting note: Purcell, OK is the Heart of OK. Take that world!)
My first impression of the state was that it was surprisingly hilly. Having never been to the great state of OKness, I was a bit shocked. I had always pictured flat prairie lands where cows munched happily and hills did not roll in a seemingly endless way. You don't believe me about the hills? I have proof!
It was about this time that our plan to hit Albuquerque, while trying not to miss any left turns along the way, (thanks Bugs Bunny), was led astray in the happiest of ways. We were sitting in a hotel in Oklahoma City when my husband admits to a lifelong dream of wanting to see the great city of New Orleans. Now, to the common adventure this might be a problem as we are roughly a light-year away from anything resembling Creole, but not to me. I was like...okay! (Truly, that was the extent of my great epiphany.) So, we started south into the great state of Texas.
Texas was unsurprisingly flat. It had one hill. It was very nice. (Please don't email to tell me that Texas has hills. It's called a joke, albeit a stupid one.) The best thing about first entering Texas, you ask? A speed limit of 75! Weeeeee!
Dallas was cool to see, but oh my GOD Houston, how do you deal with the traffic? (This is coming from someone who has sat in L.A.'s traffic). HOW DO YOU DEAL?!!! I thank everything good on this earth that my husband was driving, because it was likely I would have turned homicidal by the end of the hour-and-a-half traffic jam that occurred as we made our way to Galveston. But, the upside of the pain and torture is Galveston!
Galveston was lovely, even though there was a major storm brewing. The wind and rain didn't really seem to take away from the charm. We were lucky enough to experience it without droves of tourists filling up the streets (and I got the feeling that there are a lot in the summer). We saw the water, which was right outside our room, we saw the cool architecture, and we shopped at CVS. It was a very cool stop, and I know that we will be going back at some point. I dare to say that it was one of our favorite cities along the way. Which is to be expected, as I hear a lot of old people like it and I'm 26 going on 89.
New Orleans might have been a place of pain and danger for Clare, but it was at its best for us. There was a slight chill in the air from the storms, which made the humidity less awful, the crowds weren't as hectic as they could have been, and we met several helpful, wonderful people. And, I had the BEST sandwich of my life in Jimmy J's Cafe, which is in the French Quarter. I don't know if the adage of, 'hunger is the best sauce,' is true in this instance, but, my god, my eggplant sandwich was delicious. I didn't want it to end.
The music was also awesome, reminding me a bit of Nashville, save for the awesome trumpet player blowing his heart out to the world near Jackson Park, and the vibe was uniquely New Orleans.
Can't you just see Clare, Spider, and Alex waiting on Serenity here?
Brandon says, 'Hi!'. I added the exclamation mark.
There are a lot of bugs in Arkansas and Oklahoma. By the end of the drive through there, our car looked like a bug massacre. May they rest in pieces.
This car looks a lot like a polar bear, especially when it's chasing you through traffic.