The Great River road Mississippi, Arkansas, Louisiana

It is really quite interesting to have dueling GPSes while you travel. Not only do they duel but so does the AAA Triptix add its two cents. Since the Garmin seemed to work no matter where we were, okay so maybe not in a casino parking garage, that was the primary direction giver of choice. Garmin directed us off US61 and on to US82, which became The Great River Road. I may have indicated, incorrectly, that US61 had that description from New Orleans to Minneapolis in the past but find it tends to try to follow the Great River itself and not some traffic engineers design of US routes.We crossed The Great river into the southeast corner of Arkansas on a new modern bridge. Garmin was constantly screaming at us because, as mentioned earlier, this was a new bridge, less than five years old and Garmin was sure we were traveling illegally across farmers fields and we were some how ferrying the brand new car across the river itself. In Arkansas it recovered its composure as we soon were traveling on the old roadbed. Verizon and Garmin began to generally agree with each other except on road names. One called it Washington lane and the other Main street, well something like that. We soon entered Louisiana. The roads were good and speed limits appropriate. We did a search for gas and found nothing except, using old fashion methods, our own eyes, we noticed a $3.37 x brand. We pulled in and filled up. We had been tempted to buy at $3.71, thinking that seemed to be a good price.Arrived in Shreveport and stopped at a motel listed in the book of cheap motels (the books are available at welcome centers and gas stations) It was Friday night and we expected to pay the extra five bucks for the weekend but Oh NO, we’re full so get out. Back on to I 20 closer to the Casinos. The GPSes suggested the same exit, Den was driving, I noticed what appeared to be a motel next to a church with very few cars in the lot. I directed Den to where I though it was but no luck. We tried a Weston … again we’re full but try the, name escapes me now, and pleasantries were exchanged. As we exited the Weston the road directly in front of us I saw what appeared to be a motel at the end of the block. Yes, oh yes, good karma it was the every same motel, a Comfort Inn, I had seen from I10 and Yes they had room at a very reasonable rate. Check in and right to work. First attempt was a poor showing for both. Second for me was excellent, we were able to eat. Back to the room for a restful sleep. If you are interested the motel is directly acoss from the first fire plug in Bossier City. See the picture.