It didn't help matters that we almost got lost once and that my blood sugar was reaching the lows where I usually get irritable. Still we kept going. Our hunger got worse. Darkness closed in around us. I don't know about Astrid, but personally I was seriously considering cannibalism when we finally, fuckin' finally, drove under the Interstate and came upon a sweet, sweet Waffle House.
Having restuffed our faces, we drove around Vicksburg again, this time taking pictures and seeing the city in a more positive light. There are some riverboats that have been turned into casinos, some nice shops along Washington Street and some quaint old houses that have been converted into B & Bs. Downtown is easily small enough that you feel you can get a grip on the place, an important feature when you're a tourist. And there's good ole Mississippi River, which you can get good views of from many places in the city.
All pics here.
That Ole' Man River, That Ole' Man River...

Steep hill down to the river.

This place was for sale. Again, I wish I had a couple of million lying around.

Some more quaint B & Bs.


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