We joined an exodus of vehicles leaving Betty's RV park, making getting out of this tiny 17 site parking lot much easier for us after others had already gone. Personally, we did not get as much attention and help from Betty as we expected after reading other people's blogs. We heard about her joining campers at her favorite restaurants and hosting crawfish boils on her patio. Except for talking to us when we checked in, we did not see much of her at all. But her daily 4:30 happy hour brought campers together to talk and share and we learned a lot from them as well as our friends who had already been here a few days. We will be in this area again next winter to attend Mardi Gras and are debating whether we should return to Betty's or try a different area of Acadiana. Either way there's much more to do and see here than we'd imagined.
The drive to Biloxi included some interesting scenery. For about thirty miles I-10 is a bridge that goes over the Atchafalaya River, a bayou area that is laced with streams and full of cypress trees covered with Spanish Moss. It would be a real disaster if someone had an accident here. There were no shoulders and there was nowhere else to go.
The campground in Biloxi is not very full. Perhaps the winter season is finished and the next crowds won't arrive until school is over. This area was hit by the full force of Hurricane Katrina and while we don't see signs of damage, there are a lot of empty spaces that could have had buildings on them before the storm. We've never been here before and have nothing to compare it to. The wide beach has powdery sand reminding us of the Florida Panhandle, which is only a short distance east. Every so often we saw a multi story condo building that was obviously newly constructed. And every so often we passed a large casino. Perhaps they are they are the only businesses that could afford to bounce back quickly. We've read that the old casinos here were on barges, which came ashore with the storm serge and demolished the buildings they hit. Now that they are rebuilt, they look like the traditional casino buildings you would see in Atlantic City or other smaller casino towns. Compared to where we just were, we saw very few restaurants, only casino buffets. Perhaps I'll have to return to my kitchen at last.