I’ve been singing the songs of the great Louis Armstrong ever since crossing the border into lovely Louisiana. Everyday I see trees of green, not so many red roses, but unlimited skies of blue, clouds of white and I have ample time to think to myself about our wonderful world. I love everything about Louisiana, the people are solid gold, the bayous are beautiful and the fried food powers my pedaling all day. If I wasn’t burning 7,000 calories each day, I’d be a chunky monkey right now, those PO-Boys are dangerous!
This past week we’ve slept in a picnic area on the border of Texas and Louisiana and a city park in a tiny town (Nick actually slept in the bathroom to stay warm). It may be cold at night but the people make up for it with their warm, caring hearts. We’ve had countless meals bought for us by generous strangers, people curious to hear our story. We’ve been invited to a Crayfish Boil and asked to appear in a Christmas parade all in the same day. We’ve seen small town America at its finest and it continues to inspire me. I’ve always loved my country and I’m immensely proud to be American and having the unique experience of seeing it go by at 15MPH allows us to really take it all in.
We’re in New Orleans now with our buddy Sam and his amazing family. This city has some serious culture and I wish we could stay longer, but the road calls our name. Florida is just 200 miles away and then we’ll take a turn south and head to Nick’s hometown of Tarpon Springs.
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