Day 3, to Lake Charles
In a nice HIE in Lake Charles. Resting up before the evening festivities; we'll likely drive around some en route. Looks like we have to stop at Wal-Mart or such, because when Sandra started to get dressed, the slacks she brought didn't fit. For good reason - they were mine. I have a spare pair now, and she's wearing Jeans. Ha!
Only 150 miles today, but I'm still tired. Spent 2 hours in St. Martinville and 2 more in Gueydan. St. Martinville is where Longfellow placed his story of Evangeline. It's pretty much a legend, but local entrepreneurs jumped on it and made themselves a tourist attraction. We took pictures of the Evangeline Oak along the Teche, with a spare shot of the plaque there, in French, for our Acadienne friend in Nova Scotia. Then we went to the state historic site looking for good pictures. All the Parish schools were touring today, so they'd brought some living history interpreters. Got to talking with one between groups, and in passing he said he knew some people in Warrensburg, at the University. I asked "who?" and he, mentioned the name of Mary Ellen Rowe - who, of course, we've known for years! Small world.
We went on to Gueydan, where we had lunch, visited the newspaper editor and the museum, drove out to a duck camp so Sandra could see what one looked like (wow!) and stopped by my great-grandfather's grave. When we stopped at the museum, people there knew his name.
Now, it's off to the reunion.
Bill
Only 150 miles today, but I'm still tired. Spent 2 hours in St. Martinville and 2 more in Gueydan. St. Martinville is where Longfellow placed his story of Evangeline. It's pretty much a legend, but local entrepreneurs jumped on it and made themselves a tourist attraction. We took pictures of the Evangeline Oak along the Teche, with a spare shot of the plaque there, in French, for our Acadienne friend in Nova Scotia. Then we went to the state historic site looking for good pictures. All the Parish schools were touring today, so they'd brought some living history interpreters. Got to talking with one between groups, and in passing he said he knew some people in Warrensburg, at the University. I asked "who?" and he, mentioned the name of Mary Ellen Rowe - who, of course, we've known for years! Small world.
We went on to Gueydan, where we had lunch, visited the newspaper editor and the museum, drove out to a duck camp so Sandra could see what one looked like (wow!) and stopped by my great-grandfather's grave. When we stopped at the museum, people there knew his name.
Now, it's off to the reunion.
Bill
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