River Birch

Apparently Unilocal thinks my review of this landfill didn’t contain a first hand user experience. I disagree, but since they have the final say, I’ll go ahead and update my review to contain more of my firsthand experience. I’ve included my original review at the end of this update.
River Birch is a landfill. Back when I lived on the westbank all of the garbage I produced was delivered to this landfill. I did my best to recycle and use biodegradable products so this landfill would t become full or stink unnecessarily, but not everyone followed my lead.
In addition to being the repository of my household trash, I had many personal experiences with this landfill on my way to Houma, New Iberia or Grand Isle. Each time I drove down Highway 90 I knew I was getting close as I started to smell the odor of bananas. Why does a landfill smell like bananas? I have no idea, but that is the odor I detect. Before you start thinking bananas don’t smell that bad imagine rotting bananas times 100 and you’ll get the idea.
My most recent experience here was just a couple of weeks ago. For work I occasionally need to search for things that have been discarded. Last week I showed up at the landfill searching through the most recent garbage for a particular item thought to have been thrown away. I searched and searched with a team of special dogs to no avail. I’ll keep searching, but I strongly recommend everyone search through mounds of trash at some point in their lives. It gives you a newfound respect for garbage men.
The end.
Here’s my original review for your amusement.
Dear River Birch,
You stink. I mean that literally. You are a landfill, so I guess it is inevitable, but when I drive by I am forced to inhale your noxious odor.
If possible, I would like you to invest in a large scale release of Febreeze to allow me to breath easier while driving on Hwy 90.
Kindest regards,
John L. H.