Blues Country
If I didn’t know much about the Blues before, I sure do now. We spent another day deep in Blues Country: Clarksdale, MS. Susan and I spent some time walking around the city. Clarksdale is surely a prime example of living social stratification. The fried green tomatoes at Morgan Freeman’s Ground Zero Blues Club were so good that we had them not only for lunch, but also ate them as leftovers for dinner!
My favorite site was the Delta Blues Museum, where there was a stunning exhibit by photographer David Turnley on the Delta region and also a photo exhibit on “Delta Dogs” that made me homesick for ole Trixie, Elmo and our newcomer Beagle, Homer.
Our lodging for the night is (you’re reading this right) the Shack Up Inn. The adults (well, most of them) are staying in single “bins” at the newly rehabbed Cotton Gin section and the students are staying across the green in mostly authentic sharecropper shacks. Susan got right to work by re-setting the router so that we could all get wireless in or outside our shacks and keep up on our blogs for all of you. Here is Lynn at the Bin:
Home: none too soon!