
This post took me longer to write than I thought it would…
I shot five more rolls of film during our stop in Louisiana. I’d really like to go back there, there is some ancient culture in New Orleans that I can’t describe but that I haven’t experienced any where else. Some mixture of french-voodoo-pirate-bayou that seeps up from the cracks and makes the food and the music better. It’s apparent that the dominant white/western culture has slowly been paving away the unique characteristics of this place, but the authenticity of the culture is tenacious (and has been for hundreds of years). Yada-yada-yada
Anyways, right when we crossed the TX/LA border we dipped down south to check out the Gulf Coast. We followed highway 82 into a sparsely populated chain of beach-rental communities that had been pretty ravaged by hurricanes. Some photos from Little Florida Beach, LA, below.




Once we left the Gulf, we headed straight to Lake Charles, LA to have our first taste of Creole since entering Louisiana. One of my dad’s friends recommended Steam Boat Bill’s so we stopped in and had a seriously delicious gumbo, poboy lunch. There was a cool bridge as you enter Lake Charles so I snapped a few photos down there too.
Lots more photos below








