EVACUATION DAY 1 CONTINUED
We left at 4:40 p.m. Saturday. We traveled on back roads in order to avoid crowded interstates, and we got bored.
For a while, we joined a little caravan . . .
and drove through little towns with weird names like “Gross Tete” that mean things like “big head”
while cows flew past . . .
and watched the sun set over someone else’s bayou . . . still beautiful, but just not home . . .
and we wondered where these emergency vehicles were going in such a hurry–about 8 of them . . .
like good evacuees, we pulled onto the shoulder of the highway . . .
No trip is complete without a wreck . . .
and one last “blink” town before reaching our “safe house”
To be continued . . .