More from our Louisiana weekend

Here I go finally getting around to finishing up the rest of our Louisiana pictures. We just had so much fun. Evening boat rides are a common occurrence, and cocktails are a must! 

I can guarantee there was a grandiose story being told here just by the facial expression my mom is making!

Mom!

Evening boat ride with Roo.

This is Tarai. The picture explains her personality to a T.

AJ's heavy metal air guitar. 

My adorable (and very funny) parents.

Fifteen minutes after this, a water moccasin swam up to our feet and freaked everybody out.

 This did not end well.

Swamp Patrol

I grew up in a very small Louisiana town. My family owned the local radio station, and if you got pulled over for a speeding ticket, you were on the front page of the newspaper. Although we moved away when I was nine to Houston, my grandparents lived there their whole lives and eventually my parents moved back. It is my favorite place in the world. When I drive past the fields I used to play in, or see the dock we used to swim off, I am fiercely overcome with nostalgia.

And the swamps. How do I even begin?

They're deep and glassy in the evening, and chartreuse at day, and the best time to visit them is a night, in the pitch black.

(The Rosalie, in Natchez). I took many a tour with my grandma.

The swamp next to KFNV, our old radio station. A car crashed into it once.

Oh dear! The dog is drivin' the boat!

Where is your favorite place and why?