We left cold and snowy and beautiful Colorado early morning as the sun was coming up.
Through New Mexico.
Had to stop here for dinner. The kids got to see the rattlesnake and the curated animals, and also got to see where Daddy tricked Mommy into eating "calf fries" for the first time. If you don't know what those are, how about another term- "rocky mountain oysters." If you still don't know, ask someone from Texas.
Got to see some of our favorite Texans. Some of our other favorite Texans were out of town for Christmas, but luckily we got to see them in Colorado.
Adrian wanted some real "Loozianna" Cajun food, so he stopped at Rabideaux's for some boudin. If you don't know what boudin is, think of a combination of dirty rice, herbs, onions, and pork- all packed inside a pig casing, a.k.a. pig intestines. Would you like to see a diagram?
Louisiana is a very unique place. It is the epitome of the Cajun, bayou culture. If you drive the southern route along Interstate 10 east from Lake Charles, this is practically all you will see advertised (with a few ATV, truck, RV, gambling, and adult entertainment billboards interspersed.)
Continuing east into Mississippi.