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Tuesday, March 24, 2015

From Louisiana to Florida via Mississippi and Alabama

Aloha Everyone,

We were on the road for about 3 1/2 hours including our lunch break at a rest stop in Mississippi. The distance covered was "only" 150 miles in total but we crossed two states along the way.

Mississippi rest stop to have lunch

Trees full of Spanish moss ( Pele's Hair)

My healthy lunch of spinach, avocado, dried cranberries, almonds, roast beef and freshly baked bread

Drove by Alabama.

Passing downtown Mobile, AL

Welcome to Florida

Blue Angels model on display

Our criteria for choosing a RV park include:

1)  Location - generally look for one in more affluent neighborhood
2)  Safety - which usually ties to the location
3)  Quality - usually a concrete pad with picnic bench plus space between vehicles
4)  Amenities - toilets, showers, club house, etc. I usually inspect the showers first
5)  People - warm greeting by the owner or manager helps.  
6)  WiFi - a strong signal is important to us

We are staying at Pensacola RV Park in Pensacola, Florida. Owners are Wyndell Williams and his daughter Jeanine. The land has been in the family ever since Jeanine was a little girl. She fondly recalls growing up when it was a cattle ranch. The RV park sits on 9 acres of land, according to Jeanine, and they have another 100 undeveloped acres.

This is called Resurrection Ferns because when there is no rain, it will dry up and become all brown and appear dead. However after a rain, overnight the ferns revitalizes and become green and lush again. I was told that you can literally witness the resurrection.

Pensacola RV Park meets all 6 of our RV Park criteria. But what makes this RV park magical are the 5 ancient oak trees with branches spread wide and proud providing shades. Jeanine walked with me to point out her favorite oak tree, the biggest and most beautiful. She fondly recalls climbing on the branches of  the tree when she was a little girl. The dead branches are trimmed every year prior to the hurricane season. When hurricane comes, Jeanine added, she prays that her trees would survive. Before dinner, I meditated by walking among her trees.

Aloha -- Cathi