Well if there’s one thing I can tick off on my travel list, it’s that I’ve now visited ‘The South’ proper, albeit a little briefly perhaps.
I have sailed the Mississippi River (well, crossed it in a ferry), listened to jazz music in the heart of New Orleans, sampled jambalaya and muffaletta, sipped both a Hurricane and some rum, and gotten a little too close for comfort to more than one an alligator. Yes, the Deep South has risen in me!
So let us resume our travels, shall we?
Oh, but first I offer you this note – blink and you’ll miss the whole state of Mississippi. You have been warned.
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