This is the causeway. It is the longest causeway in the world! It crosses Lake Pontchartrain, The distance and expanse bothered me at first. Then I realized it is a straight shot, you can almost put your vehicle on automatic pilot and use the time to relax, listen to good music and enjoy the views. When first entering the causeway you cannot even see New Orleans. It is like entering an endless highway suspended over the lake. Even that aspect of the causeway has become a friend to me. You have to get from one side to the other. Yes, there are places one can turn around if need be, but to remain on course is better.
We’ve learned the hardway to check conditions before heading out for early morning appointments. If there is fog or an accident you don’t want to take this route. Sitting for hours while suspended over the lake is not my favorite thing. Especially in bumper to bumper traffic! But I’m learning that “it is what it is”. Life has taken on a different complexion for me now that I am caring for my parents as well as Tom. I have a different “take” on life, if you will. I am literally being forced to take each moment as it comes. I wouldn’t trade this time for anything, as difficult as it is.
This overview will give you a sense of how things are laid out here. The white line down the middle of the lake is the causeway. The area in which we live is referred to as the North shore, for obvious reasons. I like having the option of city life or country life. The city of New Orleans is not so big that one feels overwhelmed by crowds, but a city feeling is there that I feel surpasses some of the larger cities I have visited or lived in. I feel we have the best of both worlds here! It’s a beautiful lifestyle. People who love to celebrate, who parade at the drop of a hat, and care for each other in ways so rare in today’s world. Color me happy! I’m glad we’re here!