Guess what? They are all the same thing! (Except for the nun).
They look like small lobsters, about 4 inches long, and they are boiled in oil, spices and jalapenos. To eat them you tear off the tail and peel it. It's a lot of work. You are left with a tiny but delicious piece of spicy fish. To get a "meal" takes hours. The generally recommended "serving" is 5 pounds per person and eating them would be the evenings entertainment.
We got to try boiled Cajun crawafish last night when a local Woman Tours alumna showed up at our hotel in Oupelousa with 60 pounds of boiled crawfish and a nun.
(The nun happens to run the school she works for - but I just couldn't resist saying "60 pounds of crawfish and a nun.")
Louisiana: many roads have cracks with grass growing out of them, drivers have been patient and courteous, honeysuckle blooms by the side of the road, road kill now includes turtles and snakes, roadside restaurants include gumbo and etouffe, fewer Bud Light cans by the side of the road than Texas, lots of loose dogs. Speaking of dogs - I would have expected to find big tough macho dogs but a large percentage of the dogs chasing us are of the small and yappy variety.
Tomorrow we cross the Mississippi River! Because the river is flooded the ferry we were scheduled to take is not running. Instead the group will be sagged in two groups in a three hour round trip to St. Francisville where we have a layover day.
Monday, April 14, 2008
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5 comments:
Phylis-
Girl you are doing something that most people only dream of, so you keep going. My brother will have to do what is good for him and as you know there is not much you can do. You will always have a place with me. I love ya and you must go on as hard as it is at time. Mental Illness is devastating but if that person is not open to any and all suggestions, well then you must move on. I hope that I am still going to be able to see you May 2nd with Zach and Kyla.
Love
Rhonda
Phyllis –
You truly are an amazing women. I read your blog daily and dream of doing the trip you are doing someday. I work in the mental health field – our clinical director is from the Boston area so I may be able to get you or your family info should you need it, my contact info is cbhcw@yahoo.com. From other bloggers I see that your husband is at least in treatment. Have a case manager assigned to him and they will be able to help with benefits etc. to get you guys through this financially.
I too have a pottery studio at home. Many of my ideas and designs come to me on the road while I ride. Think about all that you have seen over the past months – let your imagination for your craft be your companion not the worries of home. I can see the rolling hills of Texas leading to the flat lands you are now in transforming into a wave platter of browns & greens rimmed in iron blue for big sky country.
Cooley
Phyllis-
It's Spynergy checking in!! I cant believe it...two century's!!! You are amazing. I hope you gave yourself a big hug after each.
Sounds like the trip is quite an experience.
I am sorry about Richard...his name has actually appeared twice recently on my class list..I was hoping to see him but he didnt show. I have no e-mail for him so can't contact him to encourage him to come. Let me know if I can do anything.
Hang in there and take care!
Best--Alex and the folks at Spynergy (e-mail below if you want to contact me) info@spynergywellesley.com
Phyllis, I sure would have liked to be there for those crawfish. You are living a dream. What stories you will have to tell when you get home. You are getting closer and close to Florida and nothing can stop you now.
It's funny, I've been so focused on Ellen's ride, that tonight's the first time I've checked out other women's blogs. And it just blows me away, the courage and passion that you all are bringing to this adventure. Ride strong, ride free. And carefully, right?
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