Saturday, March 26, 2011

Final Day in Lafayette, LA

March 25, 2011 Lafayette We started out the morning driving back toward Lake Charles to see the "replica" of the first oil rig in Louisiana. Most likely the first oil rig EVER.

It wasn't as spectacular as seeing a 'working' oil rig...but gave a good notion on how things really got started when oil was discovered.

One our way back to Lafayette, we stopped at Frog City...famous little diner...and chatted with a family who, until recently, had their own meat business...with a boudin sausage specialty. They told us where we needed to go to get the best boudin...there were so many to choose from.


Right after lunch we headed back toward Beaux Bridge to take a swamp tour.

There is a peaceful majesty about the swamp. Unlike anywhere else. The wildlife is protected during mating seasons. We really found it to be very interesting.

White ibis were in abundance...and there were owls...and blue heron...kind of a wonderland for birds...all protected.












We saw turtles...and of course, alligators. The pic with the yellow 'floaties' is an allegator who got hooked on a fishing bobber. It was quite humorous as he dived down, turned around and came up on the other side of the boat...thinking he had fooled us. But we followed the yellow bobbers as he maneuvered. Funny!





Our last shot from LaFayette was the Louisiana Cemetary. We had seen one years ago when we went to New Orleans. The above-ground cemetaries are pretty much necessary in areas that are less than 100 feet above sea level.




Day 1 and 2 in Lafayette, LA

March 23-26, 2011 Lafayette, LA

We were going to do a hop-skip-and jump through Louisiana, catching a bit of Baton Rouge, maybe New Orleans, and perhaps a bit of what was in and around Lafayette. We met several folks at Livingston who insisted that we needed to forget Baton Rouge (nothing there but the old capitol), and to forget New Orleans (everybody's been there), and stay in the Lafayette area, learn about the Acadian culture (Cajun for short), eat their food, and just take it all in. So that's what we did. We ARE "THE HAPPY WANDERERS" - and as they say in cajun country - "Laissez les bon temps rouler." [Let the good times roll.]

We started with Lunch...and dinner at Prejeans...world famous chef. Our lunch sampler had frog legs, alligator, crawfish, shrimp, boudin/crawfish balls, and crawfish bisque.

A 14' alligator kept watch over the place.



Came back for dinner because they had a band playing Cajun music...a bit disappointing because we had understood that there would be dancing also. None while we were there.
Early the next morning we went to the visitor center at exit 121. (There are many visitor centers in this area, and they all have really interesting 10-30 minute movies about various aspects of the culture and the land.)










And we WERE smack dab in the middle of a swamp. I-10 in this area is totally up on pillars...it was like driving on a really long bridge.

Our next adventure of the day was a visit to Avery Island (30 miles south of Lafayette)...the home of TABASCO. Took and factory tour, learned about the history of the products, and spent waaaaaayyyy too much time and $$$ in the country store. :-)
Entrance to Avery island...and entrance to the factory.











We found that the die-hard Tabasco lovers can purchase their favorite flavor by the gallon. :-)

This factory processes 700,000 bottles of Tabasco every day, and ships to over 160 countries.
The tabasco mash is aged for 3 years in oak barrels that come from Jack Daniels distillery...(they carve out the whiskey soaked layer of wood.) Then, pure vinegar is added, and the mixture is "stirred" for 28 days continuously before being bottled. Pretty interesting stuff.

Next we went to the New Iberia Konriko Rice Mill. It's on the national registry...because they're still using equipment that was made in 1927...originally run by steam...but now by electricity. The building is made of corrugated steel. It's REALLY OLD!!!!
The replica of the Mill has a mock diagram of what happens on the three levels inside the building (which is actually behind the round house which holds about a million pounds of rice.)

Starting at the upper right corner the rice moves down...up the chute...down the next ...up the chute, etc. until it's bagged. Some in plastic...some in burlap.








We caught a picture of the machine on the lower right corner which shakes the hulls off the rice.


We stopped at the Acadian museum on our way back - near the airport...and saw a fascinating moving on the history of the Acadian culture. An attendant at the museum said for good crawfish, music and dancing, we had to go to Randols. So we did!










The dance floor was as big as the eating part of the restaurant...and yes...everybody did dance. Apparently people in the area go out like this every night to dance. "Laissez les bon temps rouler!"

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

South Padre Island



March 6. 2011 Port Isabel and South Padre

We went to Port Isabel for Lunch at Dirty Al's. Then ventured over the long bridge to South Padre. We didn't stay on the island very long because the Spring breaks were just starting...and the college folks were "invading" the territory.














Our Lunch was with Betty and Phil Paterek (friends from Arkansas), and Ruth and Merv (from Canada)...we were all parked in the same area of the RV park...only 40 minutes to Port Isabel from La Feria TX.

The fare was Shrimp and French fries. We ordered the platter for the 6 of us to share...and would you believe we polished off two platters? Oh my, it was good.


The two of us took another trip over later in the week...and did some beach walking...and of course to follow our tradition, had to have our picture taken with our feet in the water (the Gulf) at South Padre.
We, of course, stopped at Dirty Al's to share a plate of shrimp for lunch, and bought some fresh shrimp for us to take back to the RV. Couldn't pass up another opportunity to have really large shrimp prepared "perfectly."



The waves were full of energy...the red flags at all of the beaches warned of possible danger.









The parasailing activities had already begun.

I know that we will re-visit Dirty Al's the next time we get close to Port Isabel and South Padre.