On the drive from New Orleans, we got a flat -- on the left side of the trailer.  Remember, this is a single axle trailer, so it was suddenly careening down the road on 1 tire.  It was actually not as bad as it sounds; both Doug and Jody noticed something odd in how the trailer was pulling, and when Doug looked back, there was billowing smoke and sparks flying from the wheel area.  Even then, there was no dramatic swaying or fishtailing, probably owing to the amount of hardware that attaches the trailer to the van.

Doug pulled over immediately, examined the smoking wreckage of the blown tire, and commenced to change it.  This took nearly an hour due to the weight of the trailer and trailer tires, but we did get back on the road, running on the spare, with only 39 miles to go to our stopover destination -- Panama Beach City, which is located in the panhandle of Florida.  Our campground was rated "10/10/10" by Trailer Life (our bible on this trip), which means it is one of the premier RV destinations in the country.  It WAS nice, but in a rather manicured, paved sort of way, which is really not our style. We woke to the jungle sounds of monkeys which we learned came from the zoo next door.  The beaches in this area are legendary, but we had no time, and the rain had begun to come down, so we dallied until about 11:00 AM, and then went in search of replacement trailer tires.