Last night we camped by the Mississippi river on Lake Bruin. We earlier crossed into MS to Natchez for some famous blueberry pie, only to find the strange looking store did so well it only opened 3 hours each day. Then we crossed the river again back to Louisiana to set up camp.
Earlier yesterday as we entered Louisiana the dense forests of east Texas petered off and the landscape opened up to massive corn fields, and occasionally wheat. These became larger and larger as we headed further south; after Natcitoches, the plantations began. Beautiful properties and houses.
The small town of St Joseph just before lake Bruin had some beautiful abandoned buildings.
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