In case you ever wondered, driving the Big Rig across the southern United States is a serious commitment. This country is dang big. Good thing we are easily amused. We pass the time discussing things like what’s the difference between an element and a mineral, how do you tell nut trees apart, and what the heck is a boudin?
I’m a very curious person and lucky for me, Other Half has a wealth of useless information he acquired in 7th grade. His best school year by far.
After a couple of days waiting out the storms pummeling Houston we hit the road. We traveled 367 miles and spent the night at the Schulenburg RV Park in Schulenburg Texas.
Schulenburg is a German and Czech rural community not far from the major Texas cities of San Antonio, Austin and Houston. Their claim to fame is the Painted Churches. Not sure what that means, but if we had more time, I would have checked it out.
We did get to see an unusual duck while we were there. Check out the bouffant ‘do’ on its head. I can only assume it’s a female having a bad hair day.
The next day took us into Louisiana. Here is where we started seeing billboards for boudins and cracklins. We also saw lots and lots of water. Both of us are amazed at the engineering feat represented by road construction through this terrain. There’s a lot of stuff in those waters. I wouldn’t want the job.
We did about 300 miles and spent the night at the Pioneer RV Park in Breaux Bridge, Louisiana. This place is tucked in alongside Interstate 10. FYI, Interstate 10 is busy ALL night long. Other Half is a light sleeper so it bothered him. I slept like a baby.
The next morning we left Breaux Bridge and headed to Milton, Florida. It was about 290 miles. Since, by Big Rig standards, this was our third heavy travel day, we decided to stop for a couple of days and recharge.
We chose the Milton Gulf Pines KOA. This place has the largest pull through sites we have ever seen. Their website says the max pull through is up to 100 feet. Impressive. In the world of big rigs, more room is always better.
Milton, Florida is not exactly a tourist destination, but it is within 45 minutes of Florida’s Best Kept Secret, Navarre Beach. This place is stunning. The sand is the whitest I’ve seen. It wasn’t a beach day in my opinion, but there were a few brave souls.
The center point of the beach is a gigantic pier. The pier is popular with fisherman, photographers and gawkers like us. It cost $1 to access the pier. They could charge much more and it would still be worth it.
From Milton we headed to Ocala, Florida where we saw the John Lennon Music Bus. The Lennon Bus is an educational tour bus/music studio. From Ocala we went to Seffner, Florida. Seffner is home of Lazy Days RV Resort and is where we are currently located.
Just so you know, elements are the foundation of minerals and minerals are the foundation of rocks; it’s close to impossible to tell nut trees apart unless there’s a big sign telling you what they are; and boudins are a type of sausage.