Held Up in Laurel, Mississippi

When we first set our sights on Laurel, Mississippi, it was supposed to be just a short stop — two days of exploring, relaxing, and maybe catching a glimpse of the charming small-town life we’ve come to love watching on HGTV’s Home Town. But as life often reminds us, even the best-laid plans can take a sharp turn.

As we were making our way into town, our goldendoodle Millie began showing signs of what we initially thought was car sickness. However, once we arrived, it became quickly apparent that something more serious was going on. Her condition worsened, and we found ourselves searching for the nearest emergency pet hospital — which, as it turned out, was 33 miles away.

After a thorough exam and a proposed treatment plan, we returned to Laurel, hopeful for a quick recovery. But by the next morning, Millie still wasn’t herself. We made the difficult decision to take her back to the hospital, where a CT scan revealed the cause of her suffering: her entire digestive system had shut down. Our hearts sank. Millie was admitted immediately and placed on IV fluids and medication. Watching your pet suffer is hard enough; watching it happen while you’re far from home makes it that much harder.

Millie, home from the hospital with her new “get well” bunny


Needless to say, it’s been an incredibly stressful time — emotionally and financially — and just as we were trying to catch our breath, a severe storm (complete with hail threats) is forecasted to roll through Texas at the same time as us. Millie’s hospitalization along with this storm has delayed our departure another two days.

But even through all this, Laurel has quietly wrapped us in its arms.

This little Southern gem, made famous by Ben and Erin Napier from Home Town, has been a surprising comfort. The people here are just as warm and kind as they appear on TV. There’s a genuine hospitality in Laurel that’s hard to describe unless you’ve experienced it firsthand. From the staff at the pet hospital to the local coffee shop waitress, everyone has greeted us with compassion and grace — something we’ve needed more than ever.

Walking through downtown Laurel, you can’t help but smile. The streets are lined with restored historic buildings, blooming flowers, and friendly faces. You can feel the pride in every shop window and every brick wall — much of which has been lovingly brought back to life by the Napiers and their team.

We didn’t plan on staying this long, and we certainly didn’t plan on the emotional rollercoaster. But in a strange way, it feels like we were meant to be here — to experience not just the picture-perfect version of Laurel we see on TV, but the real, heartfelt version of it, too.

As we wait for Millie’s condition to stabilize and for the storm to pass over Texas we’re holding onto the silver linings — the gentle moments of kindness from strangers, the beauty of small-town life, and the reminder that even in the hardest times, there’s still something good waiting to be found.

Thank you, Laurel, for taking care of us when we needed it most.

5 responses to “Held Up in Laurel, Mississippi”

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    Ginny

    Sharon and Joel hang in there. This delay, while difficult and not part of your plan will all make sense some day. Praying Millie makes a full recovery and you enjoy your trip again! 🤗🙏🩷

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    1. Sharon Ginger Avatar
      Sharon Ginger

      Thanks Ginny, we appreciate the encouragement and she is getting better everyday🩷

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    Paula David Gautreau

    Do y’all have a Facebook site we can follow? We own a 2015 30 ft Classic – hubby about 1.5 years from retiring – kinda/sorta planning a bucket list – we from Gonzales, La. 💜💛

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      Sharon Ginger

      Hey Paula, we don’t have a Facebook page, but please feel free to follow our blog and we are happy to answer any questions along the way.

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    Sharon Ginger

    Hey Paula, we don’t have a Facebook page, but please feel free to follow our blog and ask any questions along the way.

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Going a bit batty at the Florida Caverns

If you’ve never seen a cloud of tiny bats flutter out of a wooden box like they’re late for a party, add Florida Caverns State Park to your must-visit list.

We rolled into the campground and parked Mosey III—because, apparently, our Airstream naming strategy is more “sequels” than “original screenplay.” The setting sun cast a warm glow over the piney forest, and just as we were settling in for a quiet evening, something magical (and slightly chaotic) happened.

From a small wooden structure near the edge of our camp spot—a kind of rustic bat condo with premium mosquito-reduction amenities—erupted a swirling flurry of wings. Hundreds of tiny bats shot out into the dusk like commuters late for the night shift. It was like rush hour in Gotham, if Gotham were run by bug-eating micro-vampires instead of moody billionaires.

These bat houses, we learned, are part of a thoughtful conservation effort—kind of like tiny bat Airbnbs. The bats get a warm place to sleep during the day, and in exchange, they feast on mosquitos and other insects at night, offering campers free, all-natural pest control. It’s an efficient little ecosystem, and yes, we did spend part of the evening Googling whether it’s possible to install a bat house on top of an Airstream.

Spoiler: It’s possible. Probably not advisable, but definitely possible.

The next morning, we descended—both figuratively and literally—into the heart of the park: the caverns themselves. A ranger-led tour took us 65 feet deep underground, where the temperature dropped and the walls sparkled with ancient mineral formations. We found ourselves ducking through narrow stone corridors, navigating around stalagmites rising like stone sentinels from the cavern floor, and weaving past stalactites that hung like prehistoric chandeliers. The formations have names—“Wedding Cake,” “The Cathedral,” and our personal favorite, “The Bacon Strip”—and once you see them, you’ll understand why.

It’s humbling to walk through spaces carved by water and time, knowing that each drip and ripple took thousands of years to shape the otherworldly landscape around you. It’s like nature’s own slow-motion sculpture garden. And despite the quiet, the caverns hum with a strange kind of energy—part mystery, part magic, and all Florida.

By the time we emerged back into the sunlight, blinking like surface-dwellers who’d just time-traveled, we had a newfound appreciation for the subterranean side of the Sunshine State. Florida may be known for its beaches, but trust us—what’s underneath is just as worth exploring.

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    So much fun to be traveling with you guys *vicariously. *Reminds me of when Bella and I went to Australia. We went to a park that was playing La La Land outdoors on the giant screen, and they rented cushions to watch the movie on. As soon as it got dusk, the sky was filled with swarming bats coming from all the nearby trees in the park… and it kind of creeped me out. None of the locals even batted an eye (pun intended 😜)

    Have you guys looked at the cast for Survivor 50? Ozzy‘s back! The cat seems so huge. It’s hard to imagine that’s the normal number. Lots of fun favorites.

    Did you guys get doggy care yet for the fair day?

    Beth

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    Sharon Ginger

    Looking forward to seeing you soon!

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