If you don't want to stay the night, stop in anyway, especially if you're traveling with children. There are some nicely-done displays, a Country Bear Jamboree gone Cajun, and a short movie in a theater. BONUS FOR PARENTS: there is nothing to buy! Your backseat bandits can't even hit you up for a candy bar here.
|My name is not Louisiana Coffee.|
|No, you cannot have me.|
Jennings, LA, on the other hand, seemed downright RV-unfriendly. We just wanted a quick stop, and the Walmart had one of those unwelcoming steel low-clearance warnings. Yes, I see there's a low clearance because you put it there. That's not very Walmartish, and so we blame Jennings. RV parks often put pressure on local politicians, and then legislation is passed forbidding parking anywhere besides a privately-owned campground. So, when you see Exit 64 beckoning you to the Jennings Walmart Superstore, clench a little tighter and drive on by.
We've made it to Orange, Texas, my ancestral stomping, hunting, and coffee grounds. I have dozens of cousins in these parts, and possibly one or two may want to meet me. Literal, all around. The ones who want to see us will have us, the ones who don't will have their piety. Everyone wins! No one leaves empty-handed! This is also the stop where I leave my father's ashes behind. He wouldn't let me do anything for him while he was alive, and this is about all I can think to do for him now.
WHOA! RETROACTIVE BUMMER ALERT!
We might want to stay a few days, and would love to find some green boondocking site, but we're coming up empty. Thirty to 45 minute radius from Orange would be wonderful. Does anyone have a secret spot they'd share, just this once?