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Tuesday, June 16, 2015

You know you're not in Kansas anymore when

* The first five stations on the radio dial are super-conservative religious ones--and NPR is nowhere to be found.  The podcasts you brought on your phone are not loading for some reason.

* The liquor store/gas station where you go to get your morning Coke is lined on two walls with alcohol and the other with plaques and pocket books and huge rhinestone crosses.

* Few places are open on Sundays and Mondays.

* Phone service can be non-existent between towns.

The first day's drive was pleasant but uneventful. I started out toward Houston, heard news of a possible storm, and moved north, taking the old Highway 79 route  through East Texas.  Today I'll be starting out here in Jacksonville, Texas, and heading eastward via Natchitoches, Louisiana, skipping Henderson/Shreveport.

Natchitoches (pronounced NAK-e-tesh) is the oldest permanent settlement of the Louisiana Purchase, established in 1714.

It's said to be one of the prettiest little towns in Louisiana (drawing over a million tourists a year), but I've never been there.  It's part of the parish of Natchitoches in which the author Kate Chopin (The Awakening) lived for four years with her husband and six children and where she wrote stories about bayou life and managed a plantation before her husband died. I hope to see the Kate Chopin house if it's open, then drive on toward Nachez, then toward Lawrenceville, getting as close as I can tonight.




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