but first i cannot resist just a few more photos of the shack up inn, and then photos of clarksdale, mississippi
i have learned so many blues and civil rights facts that i can't remember them all clearly. google it if you are interested!
the next three are of a really cool blues and folk art store in town. it also has a big board notifying people of live music in the area.
typical scene in town
oops - this got out of order - this is the front of cats head, the cool store
parts of the town look a little like the land that time forgot. this one was particularly amazing. but don't know how well you can see the store sign. it was a surreal sight.
this is supposed to be a great restaurant. i chose abe's the bbq place instead.
last one of the town
after leaving clarksdale, i drove east across mississippi heading toward the natchez trace parkway. i stopped in oxford, mississippi, where the university of mississippi (ole miss) is. this is where james meredith was the first african-american student and the governor initially blocked his entrance. riots occurred and two people were killed - one of them was a french journalist who is said to be the only journalist killed during the civil rights struggles. federal troops were called in by the president to ensure his entrance. despite being horrifically harassed, he graduated.
it was a very cute, quaint place and although only about an hour from the delta it seemed worlds away.
the next photos are of the natchez trace parkway which i took from tupelo, mississippi down to jackson, mississippi. it was the coolest road i have ever been on. tons of unspoiled land and THE BEST SMELL i have ever smelled in my life!!! it seemed like a combination of pine (but not too strong), grass, some kind of flower, and hay (i smelled it the most going by hay bales, so i think it was mostly hay.) it was really astonishing and i wish i could have bottled it. it was the first time i saw leaves changing color a bit. this whole trip has felt like a wonderful, dry, hot, sunny summer. i can't believe how fantastic the weather has been every single day since i hit new orleans. (oh, and i promise those entries are coming. maybe i will just do those when i get home.)
i can't describe the natchez trace any better than fodor's: "the flower-sprigged and forested natchez trace parkway is a vast and verdant living history lesson. this enchanted path is said to be about 8,000 years old. it follows the early trails worn by natchez, choctaw, and chickasaw native americans, itinerant preachers, post riders, soldiers and settlers."
my next fancy hotel, the old capitol inn in jackson, MS. it was adorable. and i was in the walter anderson room. found out the next day at the art museum that he is a famous illustrator from mississippi. not looking forward to this next credit card bill....
next entry starts w/the fabulous roof deck where i hung out the next morning!