We set the Garmin to get us to New Orleans and the first place we went was onto 13 miles of mostly dirt road that was speckled with muddy sections. The road was too narrow to turn around and some nice Louisiana lady named Karen led us out to civilization over the narrowest bridge in North America. We finally made it out onto the paved road which, strangely, seemed to be even rougher than the 13 mile dirt road we had just left. Extremely rough road surfaces in this part of the world.
Nevertheless, the scenery along the highway is quite beautiful all the way to New Orleans. Traffic in New Orleans is terrifying for the elderly, like me. The lanes are narrow, serpentine and filled with homicidal drivers that have no concern about normal rules of the road. They cut you off, dive into spaces in front of you when you are already short of stopping distance and have absolutely no lane discipline.
We only drove past the Riverboat RV Resort because we were unaware it was a small, paved vacant lot between a motel and a U-Haul facility. They do have a laundry, a small store and a microscopic pool but it is a bit smaller than some hot tubs. The site is secure, however, because the front gate is controlled and the perimeter fence is topped with concertina wire. The adjacent neighborhood seems to be murder Central with very few white faces.