From Bay St. Louis we head south west to New Orleans. The trip is less than an hour away, just how we like to travel, not to far! As we start to cross the Twin Span Bridge that crosses from Slidell into New Orleans, I notice the bridge looked really damaged and under construction. I gathered the destruction was from Katrina. It was a very long 5.5 miles across that bridge!
After we entered New Orleans and were getting close to our destination, the GPS headed us down a road that was an iffy area of town. Was our GPS messing up like it has a few times on our trip?
Nope, we just had to go through the industrial part of town to get to our new park, Pontchartrain Landing RV Campground, on a harbor. With our passport membership, we are paying $30 a night.
The park roads consist of gravel- OK for us - Not for Mallery & the sand burs are terrible!
But beautiful plantings and great service! For Joe and I , two thumbs up. For Mallery's, two thumbs down!
Ramp to the pool and upper open recreation deck
Pool looking out to harbor
Juccui and waterfall below pool
After setting up, off we went to catch the 1:00 pm free shuttle to go to the French Quarters. While on the shuttle, we meet Marc and Brenda, from Ohio. They just arrived, and were going to the French Quarters for the1st time too. We were dropped off in front of this restaurant, and told to be back by 7:00 pm to catch the shuttle back, or find your own way home.
We jump off the shuttle and looked at each other, wondering which way to go, and how we would find our way back. We did have a map of the French Quarters, so all four of us headed down the road.
Marc and Brenda
Joe, you've been telling too many lies!
When I started to take a picture of this person( not sure if a she or he), she held up a beer can and started to feed the doll the beer, " I said," ah, we don't need that!" so he/she put the can down to her side.I didn't realize at the time I was suppose to give him/ her money for her / his talent or for taking their picture.
This guy grabbed me and told me to hold him up, while Joe took a picture. He didn't get any money either. Hey, if you want to dress up and have pictures taken of you, fine, but I'm not paying for it. How do you like the purse, I just had to buy in Gatlinberg, North Carolina.
Lot of strange people around here!
The beginning of the French Quarters
After a fun day of walking, gawking, and shopping we found our way back to the pick up spot, and headed home to eat, and then to the pool.
The pool was not heated, so no one got in, but me. It was very refreshing, while I swam laps and watched the big screen movie
Joe went to the juccui below.
Then, Marc and Brenda came too.
Joe is really happy he's retired and enjoying the good life!