This time last weekend we were in Louisiana.
Central Louisiana to be almost-exact.
My in-laws moved there earlier this summer, through a series of fortunate events, returning my mother-in-law to her home state, and within close distance to two of her brothers and other family.
Nathan and I both love Louisiana, but neither of us had not been back since our honeymoon seventeen years ago.
We have now been twice in one month, and I think the road between Central Arkansas and there is about to get very familiar. Normally a five hour car ride would seem a little too far for a weekend jaunt for us, but somehow going to Louisiana is worth the miles and the sore hineys.
Louisiana in the summertime seems about as authentic a southern experience as one can have. And we have not even scratched the surface of what the state has to offer.
This last trip was for a family reunion. Relatives came from far (New Jersey) and wide (West Texas,) and we spent one very hot- but wonderful -day all piled around, inside and out, eating chips and dips and burgers and hot dogs and copious amounts of 4 Layer Dessert (my favorite church potluck dessert ever!) and fresh fruit galore.
One of these days we are going to get to stay for more than 48 hours and I think a trip to the coast is calling my name before all is said and done. Maybe for Christmas?
Oh, Louisiana, I love you.
Happy Weekend Friends!