The plan is for us to take one night hops until we reach NJ. We left Livingston, TX on Thursday and passed along winding roads for much of the drive, which bring us past pretty scenes but require a lot of attention for Bob to keep the motorhome on the road. We found ourselves wondering about the remote towns we passed, ghost towns really, and the stories behind them. What would it be like to live an hour from any kind of town?
We arrived in Monroe, LA mid afternoon in time for me to bake a loaf of bread for Bob’s sandwiches and put a pot of Cajun Red Beans and Rice in the Instant Pot. I tried out a nw recipe that looked good but the beans took too long to bake for some reason so we had the last of the lentil soup for dinner. That was Plan B. I think Plan C would have been cereal! The beans finally cooked and we’ll have them for dinner Friday night in Tuscaloosa, AL.
It’s lovebug season in the south. Which means that within minutes of getting on the road our windshield is covered in the splatted remains of mating insects. Here is a Wikipedia photo of two of them before going splat.
These critters remain connected for days, even when flying around. I can only imagine that this is not exactly conducive to good navigation, hence the bugs’ proclivity to fly in front of moving vehicles. Talk about having a backseat driver! Unfortunately, their body fluids are very acidic so every time we stop Bob has to wash the remains off not only the windshield but also the paint on the coach.
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