We had a blast in New Orleans. But we decided to move on to Florida to try and get some heat and sunshine.
The clouds have been feverishly stalking me since I began this voyage and I’ve been longing for some yellow beaming rays of warmth ever since. So, Florida here we come.
Before bailing The Big Easy I wanted to stop by my buddy Chad Mac’s house to say hello. Sadly, with a 38 foot coach, traffic snarls and construction it made it a nightmare. So, I opted to just get on I-10 and head east.
While departing New Orleans I witnessed a ton of destruction from Hurricane Katrina. Abandoned houses were scattered everywhere. I get the feeling we didn’t even come close to seeing the worst of it either. It was pretty depressing to think what the locals must of went through. The recent super bowl victory was much needed in this city.
Before completely leaving Louisiana, I needed to fuel up Mary J. While at the Flying J truck stop I had an interesting encounter from a southern truck driver. He was bitching about gas prices. I told him… “this is nothing, you should see what it’s like in California”.
He replied… “California if full of Fucking Communists”.
I laughed, paid my bill and looked for a pink commie hat in the store to antagonize him. They didn’t have any.
Within minutes of leaving the fuel station I was quickly in Mississippi. Instead of traveling along I-10 I decided to hit up highway 90 (the scenic route). I’m sure glad we took this detour. Within minutes I saw a sign that read “Beaches”. I almost got a hardon.
The beaches in Mississippi aren’t much to brag about. The water was brown but the sand was nice. Webber enjoyed pissing on bushes though. It was interesting to roll through small towns like Biloxi. I’ve always wanted to see that place since I saw Biloxi Blues with Matthew Broderick as a kid.
After a few hours through the scenic route we headed back for I-10 East and made much better time on our travel towards The Sunshine State. Next up was Alabama. We didn’t stop here. I saw a lot of Confederate flags and to be honest, it sort of freaked me out. I seemed to miss Sweet Home Alabama playing on the radio too.
Before I knew it, the welcoming sign for Florida was in my view. We’d made it. Almost. Dying to see the beach and bright blue water I pushed down on the gas pedal. Unfortunately the sun was setting fast. We’d had to wait until the morning to see the water.
A quick bite at the Waffle House and some internet browsing told me that we should hop over the bridge and drive along the Gulf Islands highway 399. After passing the toll booth and the bridge we were finally at the water. Unfortunately, we couldn’t find parking anywhere. It was tough. The one spot I tried to park at resulted in a lady coming out of her house to give us the boot.
Luckily we found a parking lot right on the beach that had no visible signs prohibiting us from parking. Since it was 10 pm already, we thought we may have a good chance to avoid the 5-O’s for the evening and we could depart at sun-up. We made it through the night unscathed.
The sunrise in the morning was beautiful. I mean beautiful. It’s been a while since I’ve been up that early. (Note to self: get up early more often. It’s worth it)
Next, I read the surf report for the gulf area. It appears that waves are in the forecast for Sunday. Waist high waves. Hell yes!
Being super pumped on the idea of catching a few waves I decided to book a RV spot for a few days and wait out the swell. We ended up in Miramar Beach about 2 blocks from the beach. Not a bad spot at all. Hopefully, tomorrow will bring a few ridable waves.
The water here is stunning too. A bit cold, but stunning in it’s appearance. I think the temperature is about 56 or 57 degrees. I went knee deep in the water and it didn’t feel that cold. Thankfully, I have my wet suit with me.
Can’t wait, can’t wait, can’t wait for tomorrow. Cmon wave gods!
Jason Moffatt is a former private detective turned internet marketer who uses his skills of keen observation and deductive reasoning to pinpoint the easiest paths to success online. He’s passionate about helping entrepreneurs in the health & wellness field along with those in the personal development space. Jason believes we’re all a work in progress and that each day presents an opportunity to be a little be better than the last.