Going to Lafayette

We wakened early and ate breakfast. It had stopped raining during the night and was a nice cool morning. We had a waffle, packed our car, filled the coffee mug and left for Orange. We thought we could find the church we had attended when we stopped in 2005 to help clean up after hurricane Rita. No one really remembered us and the pastor was gone to another church. We were blessed by Holy Communion, but the hymns were terribly to sing. There was only 1 singable despite the lyrics being glorifying to God. We did get to sing “It is Well with My Soul” and loved to give the testimony expressed. We left there and turned down an invitation to lunch with one of the parishioners: Watters. We should have accepted but didn’t. Instead we drove on to Louisiana and stopped at a truck stop to eat sandwiches we had brought from home. We called Emily who was gone and talked with some of the grandchildren. We arrived at our motel around 2:45 and were fortunate to get into a room. This was not the motel I wanted to have but had booked it on line. We just laid around until time to go for supper. We drove to Fezzos, a restaurant we liked but found it closed. We drove quite a distance through Lafayette, finally eating at a Popeye’s chicken. Afterward we went to Randol’s to dance. At first we were the only ones dancing to the Zydeco music but were soon joined by many younger people. They were delightful to watch and dance along side of. We left around 8 and returned to the motel for the night.