Pascagoula

Thursday, March 23…

Who needs bread when
there's cookies?

Pascagoula. I love the sound of it. And, probably 40 years ago, Greg spent some time at Ingalls Shipbuilding (just across the river) when he worked for Ederer Cranes. So today we headed east along the coast to check both out. Shortly after we turned off 90 (and still in search of crusty bread – no trip back to Biloxi yet), Greg pulled in to Anderson’s Bakery. No crusty bread, but he picked up a dozen cookies (mix of choc chip, oatmeal raisin & crumbly coconut-pecan shortbread rounds). No argument with that.

I know you can't read this, but Ingalls is a top producer,
esp of naval vessels,(The Wikipedia article is relatively
short, but the list of ships goes on forever.)

Trying to find Pascagoula’s downtown, we landed in a park that faced the shipyard, so I got a little history and a couple pics there. Cruised the oceanfront street (where we found the usual huge and beautiful homes), then turned north and continued to search for the boutiques and cozy restaurants in 18th century buildings that capture a bygone era. And what we learned was that Pascagoula is just an ordinary town where folks live and work and don’t worry much about tourists. Kind of refreshing. (We did find a decent soup/salad/sandwich place across from the police station.)

Ingalls, south of the Pascagoula River
(this is not the whole facility)

Our lunch spot...
Greg says the wings were good too.

BlogThoughts… First, there’s a Walmart in every southern town w/ a population over 100 (not really, but 20,000 is realistic). This is actually good for campers, but that’s beside the point of today’s thought. On our way home, we pulled into a WM for 2 items – motorhome TP and yogurt. Greg thinks he’s a better shopper than me, so I told him I’d just get some steps in while he shopped. I walked about three 3-aisle loops (staying reasonably close so I could see the car most of the time). Then, figuring he’d be out any minutes, I cut to half-loops. Four of them… 5… 6… 7… lots! It’s hot & humid here, so I slipped into the store for a minute to cool off. Peeked at the self-checkout lines, but didn’t see him. Headed out again and did 3 more half loops before he appeared. Needless to say, he had lots more than 2 items and – to be fair – some of them were definitely good choices. And I got enough steps to reach my 10K goal with just a couple strolls (ha, I never stroll) through the campground.