Okay…so… I’ve designed my route so that I’ll be crossing the Lake Pontchartrain Causeway…today, Tuesday, on my way to the French Quarter in New Orleans…
For anyone who followed my last trip, this will be a bit of a repeat. Can’t help it. I’m a big Lucinda Williams fan, and just have to drive the length of this 24-mile-long causeway across the middle of Lake Pontchartrain, north of New Orleans, just because Lu mentions it in her song, Crescent City, one of my many favorites of hers. Here are the lyrics to the opening verse:
“Everybody’s had a few…now, they’re talking about who knows who,
I’m going back to the Crescent City…where everything’s still the same,
This town has said what it has to say…now, I’m after that back highway,
An’ the longest bridge…I’ve ever crossed…over Pontchartrain.”
As usual, it’s the romantic, singer-songwriter in me that drives me to simply go somewhere for no other reason than that the place was mentioned in a song by, an interview with, or in the bio of, one of my favorite singers or songwriters. Road-trips have been built on less.
Oh! And it so happens that the Lake Pontchartrain Causeway is the longest, continuous bridge, over water…in…the…world…according to the Guiness Book of World Records. So, there’s that.
I just think it’s a cool drive. I’m sure folks drive across it every day for their commute.