Day 9 Natchez to Baton Rouge

After a nice coffee in Natchez (at a place called Steampunk)the tables were turned on Frank by the lads who accused him of writing the worst blog ever. ‘My grandma would write funnier stuff’ yelled Ryan, ‘and she’s dead 40 years now’. Levashoff just said he was disappointed while Bennett accused Frank of being a waste of space, and that was an insult to space. So things were pretty tense in the car unil Frank bought them all pie at Cafe Magnolia and they were all happy again. There was a debate in that place about Gingerbread architecture with Eoin maintaining that Hansel and Gretel was a stitch-up job and that in reality they were both swimming pools. It was hard to argue with that fella sometimes.  And Bennett saw his name in lights and was all excited. well, more so than normal.

Into Louisiana and really, it was the most distinctive state with the swamps and bayous (one can traverse a bayou, but not a swamp). In LA they have parishes, and not counties, so we spent all our time praying and genuflecting at people. We went first to St. Martinville which was a kip and where we talked to the cafe owners at length about leprechauns and where they were clearly of the belief that many hands made light work. After to New Iberia which was a major improvement. Eoin didn’t get out of the card citing that ‘I’ve had it with ye losers’.

Great bridge road to Baton (the I-10) and then a few beers, a nice meal and game 3 of the NBA finals between the Golden State Warriors and Cleveland Cavaliers ( is Steph Green vs Le Bron James). Another great hotel and Frank and Mike took some part time work cleaning dishes to pay for it all.

Worst of all was Bennett who informed us all entering Baton Rouge that the Missouri River was in fact longer than the Mississippi which ruined it for everyone. We gave him a good hiding and handed him over to Frank who was an expert on body disposal techniques.