After a relaxing swim with the cousins, I decided to shave a mustache. Then we went home to my grandparents house and hit the sack. The next day we woke up bright and early to head out to New Orleans. First things first, say good bye to the grandparents.
Then we hit the road. I drove for a few hours and then Rob took the wheel. He got the honors of driving into Mississippi, or as he calls it, "The Other South Carolina". 
I knew about how much of a disappointment Mississippi is, so we took a pre-emptive picture describing our time here.
Turns out I was 100% right. While at the rest stop we decided to skate the drainage ditch at the entrance. It was awesome at first, when we were on our boards, but then I decided to try be like Lenny Kravitz and fly away...
Needless to say I got cut up pretty bad. Then Rob tried to 5-0 the edge for a second time and got cut up too. But we continued on our way and finally made it into Louisiana and started our adventure on America's longest bridges. They were so long that if your gas light came on right before you got on a bridge, you would run out of gas on the same freaking bridge.
They went on for freaking ever...
We finally made it into New Orleans and parked at a friend of a friends house. That was our base camp and we went on a super short dinner excursion.
After New Orleans, we decided to get as close towards Austin as possible to shorten the drive for the next day. As we drove out of the city we went on more ridiculously long bridges and finally got to Texas. With a windshield covered in dead Louisiana bugs, we stopped at the Texas welcome center and took a skate break.
We have arrived in Texas ladies and gentleman...
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