Two posts in one day? What the what?
Reagan and I rolled out of town about 10:30 a.m. heading to one of our favorite spots in MS: Natchez. I first brought Reagan here when she was about 9 or 10, and we drove over for the day last summer also. But there is so much to see in Natchez. I’ve been here more times than I can count and I still haven’t scratched the surface of all the exploring I still want to do in this part of the state.
After a quick bite along the way, we arrived at the visitor’s center around 2:00, and purchased our tickets for the two homes we planned to tour while in town.
The first, Rosalie.
I’ve visited this particular home on several occasions, but it never disappoints. There aren’t many antebellum homes here that allow you to tour the house in its entirety. Rosalie is an exception. The 1st and 2nd floors of the home are chock full of interesting artifacts and have many of the original furnishings and accessories.
Our tour guide today was, perhaps, one of the
worst most awkward I’ve ever had. You don’t have to take my word for it. The couple from the UK that was on our tour also seemed unimpressed with him. Reagan certainly was. Still, Rosalie a beautiful home, and unique in both its story and location.
Rosalie served as a Union Army headquarters during the civil war and, despite what many folks in these parts believe about them damn yankees, the commanding officer kept Rosalie’s belongings protected in an attic under lock and key (and armed guard) during his stay. When the soldiers left, they brought down the original furnishings, and, it is said, that Officer Gresham and the lady of the house kept up written correspondence for many years following the war. Not surprising to me, if the story is true. When her yellabellied husband got wind that the Union Army was headed to Natchez, he tucked tail and headed over to Texas to wait out the worst. I probably would have befriended the Army officer too!
It was a rainy afternoon, so the tour today was a great way to spend our first few hours in town. Reagan got a great shot of the back of the house.
When we left Rosalie, we drove across the Mississippi River into Vidalia, LA. Just for kicks. Then drove back across and checked into our hotel.
This hotel has been somewhat recently remodeled and renamed, but, it needs a few more updates. Reagan and I are currently confused because our room is humid. Yet also cool. It’s cool moisture. Indoors. We are perplexed.
After enjoying our traditional Domino’s delivery (it’s our travel tradition) we walked to the bluff around the back of the hotel for some pictures of the Mississippi River Bridge.
There was a pretty sunset, albeit a partially obscured one.
After our stroll we returned to the room to wait out the crowd at the pool/hot tub. Our wait was rewarded about 9, when the majority of the people left and we were finally able to take a dip and a soak.
Back at the room, I feel certain we will now watch The Office and rest up for a day of sightseeing tomorrow. We have lots of stops on the agenda and miles to go before we’re back in our own beds and cool, dry house tomorrow night.
*the opening photo was taken from the second floor balcony at Rosalie, one of my favorite places in this lovely city to plant my feet.