The first thing we did after our (approximately) 20 hour drive to Mississippi was go to the beach.
The tide was out, so we walked right out onto the saturated ripples of sand.
We saw palm trees!
Along the shore, we also saw evidence of Katrina’s affects more clearly than anywhere else we went. Plots of land with only foundations left, marinas that have crumbled and become nothing but a late night party place, houses still boarded up, a few with visible damage, yet unrepaired.
All along the shore, the city of Biloxi hired artists to turn the dead trees into something beautiful.
The beaches were the most welcoming site after 20 hours of no sleep, crammed into a van, terrified that the driver was going to fall asleep at the wheel at 4 in the morning and crash us into the median. We had arrived.