Here Gator, Gator, Gator...

We are now in Port Arthur TX after doing missions here that amounted to nothing. When we arrived the locals didn't need our help. We did rescue an American flag from a flooded bayou. It looked like it came from the place where we were waiting, so I dried it a bit, folded it properly, and left it with a note on their doorstep. Even a hurricane cant diss our flag. We had some good bbq and gumbo for dinner, listened to some live music, and now its bedtime. We are sleeping on a stage because apparently a gator wandered into the hall last night. They keep the back door open since theres no AC. Lovely...