I awoke early. Thunder was shaking the chapel. I talked with a neighbor who urged me to get to Plaquemine. Severe weather was setting in once again. It was a gamble. I loaded up the buggy.
I made it about a half mile when it started raining. The lightening bolts were so close! Radar showed them hitting all around Plaquemine. I found an outdoor garage at a public park and sought shelter. The sky blackened, it looked like night time!
It was a lazy day, and the storm raged on and off. I took a few naps. A couple of times it let up, but I stood my ground. The storm rebounded just as fierce.
I stopped at Subway and used the giftcard Fr. Paul had given me to buy dinner. I then made my way to St. John the Evangelist parish. There was an adoration chapel! I knocked on the door looking to speak with the pastor. I think I scared the old ladies. They wouldn’t let me in and they told me to go to the police station.
Todd the dispatcher really helped me out, he gave me instructions to an outdoor pavillion with a security camera. He told me he would keep an eye on me all night!
It wasn’t a great nights sleep for many reasons, but it was somewhere to be with permission and for that I was thankful.