We're back at Betty's RV Park. It has been rated as the best small RV park in America. Betty has about 15 spots and it can be hard to get one. Betty make the experience. She runs a daily social hour that lasts three or four hours. The guests share appetizers and drink wine.
Betty guides you to local restaurants and musical venues of Cajun or Zydeco music. She suggests tours of craw fish farms, hot sauce factories or things like the drilling rig museum down in Morgan City where my best friend, Big Kenny, lies in an unmarked pauper's grave.
Zydeco and Cajun music are different. It's mostly a matter of race and instrument preference. The black Louisiana Creoles tend to prefer the piano accordion and eschew the fiddle. The Cajun prefer the fiddle and go for things like the steel guitar and amplified instruments. The jam session today was all white with lots of accordions, a fiddle and several amplified electric guitars. I'm not sure what it was, but it was happy music with a Cajun flair for a friendly crowd.
I still want to eat some craw fish (and suck the heads) and play some tennis before we move on Monday to San Antonio. There is an old, abandoned Masonic cemetery we want to visit and photograph.
This area has 186,000 acres of craw fish farms that yield a product worth $121 million a year. You have to read the labels to make sure you're getting the real thing instead of a Chinese product with a Louisiana sounding name like Thibidues's or Boudin's.
