and on to texas...

​First, before leaving Louisiana, another must-see spot on the museum-nerd’s list: Whitney Plantation, west of New Orleans, the only plantation dedicated to telling the story of enslavement. We were pleased to see how many people were visiting – it is not an easy place to get to. Laura had read Clint Smith’s chapter on Whitney, so she knew what to expect. And it was a good coda to other stories we’ve encountered on our trip through the south, at times more explicit and at times more measured. Our photos are mainly of the buildings – eerily evocative – and the art pieces throughout the property. The excellent audio guide, narrated by the executive director and director of research, ended with the observation that they hoped visitors did not leave feeling either guilty or angry. Of course, it was easy to feel both emotions.

​We stopped for our last po’boys and gumbo and crossed over into Texas, where the interstate exits, tied to the mile markers, were in the 800s! On the way we passed a pick up so jacked up, it looked like a 5 year old drew it. Cool bridge outside of Houston. 

​Then the highway passed miles of refineries south of Houston that dwarfed what you see from the NJ Turnpike. Now we are in the Montrose neighborhood, close to the Menil and the Rothko Chapel. We saw our B&B host just as she was heading out for a run, wearing her 2016 Boston Marathon jersey! Ended the day with craft beer, mushroom and duck confit pizza, and peach cobbler.