Kind of bummed. Four days on the ride, three of which have been in Louisiana and still no alligator sightings. We want some gators on this trip. Not chasing us, like the multiple dogs we've outrun, but just close to the road, so I can say that we passed some gators.
The week has flown by in terms of days, although parts of the ride have been a real grind. Today, we had most things working in our favor (save the hour rain delay), and once again the miles (all hundred of them) ticked away and Thibodeaux was upon us before we knew it. Today was like an episode of Captain Planet - we had earth (Brennan falling over on his bike into the ground), fire (natural gas plants spewing flames out of their discharge spouts), wind (mostly at our back but a little in our faces at the end), and water (a rainstorm that poured on us and delayed us nearly an hour). All in all a great day.
Reaching New Orleans may be a little bittersweet, but I think Bourbon Street will assuage any of those bitter feelings...especially if there is a place where we can see a live gator.
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