After a dodgy start to our eating experience, what is it they don’t understand about ‘we will have our apero outside whilst we peruse the menu’, we eventually got everything sorted out & the food was lovely.
Some of our fellow guests are dancing around the pool as we came up to our room to prepare for bed. We have really enjoyed this interlude & according to Culpepper & his wife our next stop-off at Natchez is going to be spectacular.
We have rung ahead to our next sleep-over & booked the restaurant for tomorrow night. It is a holiday weekend (Memorial Day) & some places will not be open on Monday. We will be there for 2 nights before moving on to our final destination, New Orleans.
Some musings along the way:
We have today, passed through the area occupied by the Choctaw Indians but I haven’t seen any evidence anywhere of any Native American Indians remaining.
Town centres are deserted but strip malls along the highways abound, huh???
4 way junctions are amazing, everyone stops, you figure the order that each person arrives & you leave the junction in that same order, awesome!!
There are churches everywhere, just like being in Northern Ireland.
We met a guy in Clarksdale this morning who asked the inevitable question—‘where y’all from?— when we replied(‘cos it’s easier) England, he said ‘my brother is over there at the moment as a missionary’. After I had scooped my jaw off the ground, I replied along the lines of–perhaps he had a hard task ahead of him, the man had the good grace to agree with me. Only in America!!!!
A demain L x