Twice has Wendy been to Mississippi and twice she has not seen the Mighty Mississippi River…until today. The highlight of our day was when, with Wendy driving, we drove up the levee to see the river. The truck was just at the top of the steep road. We could see the river but we could see nothing in front of us but air and water. Ken in the back seat could see nothing but he heard us gasp. We were in Greenville, an old river town that was once thriving. Wendy inched forward to find a steep hill on the water side covered with parking spaces, with all cars on a slant. We wanted no part of that.
The Delta is a mystical place to the folks of Mississippi. To me it is merely very flat. Our excursion today had the goals of visiting the potter Peter in Mound Bayou, see the Mississippi River and show the Delta to Wendy. We accomplished all three. And we did well, leaving at 9:00 and returning at 6:00. I drove the first 2 hours while Wendy drove the rest of the time.
For lunch we ate in Cleveland at a funky little place called Delta Southern Food. The fried chicken and vegetables were delicious. Our excursion was splendid. Next up with Wendy will by Vicksburg and Natchez, but that must wait for another visit.
Thursday, April 14, 2016
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