Tourist in my own town

I’ve done my far share of globe-trotting and am always up for new adventures. That exploring nature doesn’t go away state-side though.

 

Gator farm in Natchitoches, La.

Gator farm in Natchitoches, La.

 

Traditional Mardi Gras parade in Mamou, La.

Traditional Mardi Gras parade in Mamou, La.

 

With moving around a lot both during college (internships in three different states in three years) and then after I returned home from the Peace Corps I’ve lived and traveled to a lot of different places. And in nearly every move I’ve gone knowing not a single soul, and in a couple instances my first time to ever step foot in the new state was for my job interview.

Plantation home in Louisiana with my mom.

Plantation home in Louisiana with my mom.

Eating traditional gumbo after Mardi Gras festivities in Mamou, La.

Eating traditional gumbo after Mardi Gras festivities in Mamou, La.

When I find myself in a new community I do my best to learn as much as I can about it and experience it completely. So I’m often doing “touristy” things in my own town or surrounding communities and never want to miss a local festival whether it be celebrating corn, crawfish, baby pigs, BBQ and blues.

Pageant queens in Dothan, Ala., before the National Peanut Festival parade. It was the land of pageant queens.

Pageant queens in Dothan, Ala., before the National Peanut Festival parade. It was the land of pageant queens.

At the Nursery Festival in Glenmora, La. with Michael and our official third wheel Ray.

At the Nursery Festival in Glenmora, La. with Michael and our official third wheel Ray.

While living in Louisiana I convinced my then boyfriend (now husband) and Louisiana native to go on a swamp tour. I know, I know, so touristy. But I wanted to do it. I wanted to cross it off my imaginary bucket list. I’d seen my far share of gators before the tour so it wasn’t even about that (although I was ready to see some more.)

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It was the experience I was looking forward to! We went kind of late in the year (late November or early December if I remember correctly) so there weren’t many gators. We did spot a few and our tour guide, complete with the requisite thick cajun, didn’t disappoint with the experience. And it was just Michael and I on the boat so it was a lot of fun.

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We heard some great stories, saw some beautiful scenery in the bayou and even got to catch a little gator (to be harmlessly released after a few snap shots).

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I’m now back on more familiar territory, I grew up right up the road from Evansville, but look at the community with a different set of eyes. The Evansville I recall is the one that appealed to a 16-year-old girl — there was the mall and Olive Garden. And now I’m looking at it with the eyes of a mom and 30-something year-old woman looking at a community I plan to call home.

What kinds of things do you think I shouldn’t miss in Evansville? What are your favorite “touristy” things you do in your own community?

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