There was a whole lot of shaking going on here in Tupelo, Mississippi last night. No, ‘m not talking about Elvis I am talking thunderstorms and this strange stuff that fell out of the sky…I think they call it ray-in (note the Mississippi accent).
We really enjoyed our day in Mississippi and were thankful to put the last, long, ugly 70 miles of Louisiana behind us.
Crossing the river into Natchez was almost like going into a different country. They have a huge visitor center on the bluffs overlooking the river (yes, it is BIG river) where we picked up information and directions.
We drove through the narrow streets of the well-kept town and were soon on the Natchez Trace Parkway headed northeast.
This is my second time to use the parkway as a route east and it is really a pleasure. The speed limit is 50 and it is all two-lane with no shoulders. However the traffic is very light, there are no stop signs or traffic lights, and the setting is pastoral. Plus there are tons of pullouts and picnic areas and interesting things to see and we really enjoyed the 260 miles from Natchez to Tupelo.
Once again the hotel had a happy hour with beer on tap and we walked to a nearby Italian restaurant. We wanted catfish but the lady at the front desk told us that was served only on Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. That sounded odd but calls to a couple of restaurants confirmed this.
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