We left upstate New York a few days before New Years Eve 2014, drove to Baltimore where the temperatures dipped well below zero with a wind-chill akin to Yellowknife or Siberia, or just Syracuse, let’s not be dramatic. Deciding enough was enough we split for the South. Within ten hours of Baltimore we’re in Savannah, Georgia parking the car under a palm tree, walking into a liquor store.
61 minutes of good.
We left New Orleans heading north along the Mississippi River and stopped in Natchez, Mississippi. I have read a bit about the history of the town and I enjoy Greg Iles’s books, many of which are set in Natchez. I expected some life on a Friday, but it was a chilly and damp February afternoon and the town was deserted. We walked through the Hotel Eola, which was ghostly and tattered and beautiful.
Melrose Plantation at the Natchez Historical Park
After a week on the beach we took off to drive the Gulf Coast.
We passed through Tallahassee and Pensacola; Mobile, Biloxi, and Gulfport; through the Irish Bayou, and into New Orleans where we spent a few days. Continue reading
