I didn’t like Mamou. Rundown. Shops closing up early. Heavy steel grills. Gas station that’d lost it liquor licence. Earlier Oberlin similar. Boarded up businesses. Closed cafes. Family Dollar outlet. Others ninety-nine cents.
Louisiana as dull as it had been flat. But not entirely uneventful. Tire blow-out on the opposite side of the highway scattering debris in my path. Sudden disappearance into woods, furiously rummaging in the panniers for a toilet roll. Sympathetic to the final moments of John Hurt’s character in Alien.
