Heading South
April 15 - 23

Indianapolis to Miami, via St. Louis. Not intuitive but we have two weeks and needed to visit Terry's sister and mother (who is in Highland healing a broken arm).

First interesting stop. Terre Haute, IN. Found the Clabber Girl Museum. Never heard of it before but there was a billboard. . . Nice little place with interesting artifacts. Clabber Girl was how the Hulman family got it's money back in the 1800s.

Spent a day lazing around Jan and Ale's place (they're hosting this web site by the way). Took a bunch of horse pictures. This is Psyches Royal Dream. One of 15 horses in their stables/backyard - Alvarado Stables. A randy stallion at that.

While heading to New Orleans, we crossed the Mississippi on 4 different ferry's. All these were ones' we hadn't yet been on.

Road Food by the Sterns have led us to quite a few good eating places. One of the best is Does Eat Place in Greenville, MS. A $32 T-Bone for two was almost 2" thick and tender as tissue. Just ignore the atmosphere - run-down ramshackle shack in the wrong side of a very poor town. But you may sit about 3 feet from the stove where they iron skillet french fries.

Can anyone explain how Mississippi determines it's load limits?

Old houses are one of Terry's goals. This one, Rosemont, is both old and historical - Jefferson Davis' boyhood home in Woodville, MS (this is the third of Davis's homes we've been to - Jackson and Biloxi are the others).

This one was called "White Castle" by the planter who had 7,000 acres of cotton, 8 sons, and 1 daughter. It's in White Castle, LA right on the Mississippi river. Now called Nottoway by it's B&B owner.

South of New Orleans, this Victorian, Southdown, was the manor house of a 20,000 acre sugar cane plantation. The second floor was added after the civil war. It's now owned by the Houma, LA historical society and the volunteer guide-ladies were great. Very few rooms, though, had furniture. Most were filled with typical local exhibits.

Bourbon Street. 'Nuff said. Bob cruised three nights (Terry sacked out the second night).

Our third day in the Big Easy we walked all day and still cruised the street at night. You'll recognize Jackson Square.

Terry does old houses and Bob, of course, does bars. Along the way we stopped at a few brewpubs:

New Orleans has some surprises like Cooter Browns at St. Charles and Carrolton and The Alibi just a half block off of Bourbon St and a block off Canal. Just east of the French Quarter on Frenchman St. is dba, one of a 2-bar chain (the other is in Manhattan). The first 4 boards are the beer list plus there's 20 taps. There's more cognacs on the board than vodkas. Too bad the 2-man band wasn't up to snuff.


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Found Gary Brown at Papa Joe's - the best blues band in town that night. Solid bass man with a strange disinterested glaze. Brown on alto, bari, and most vocals. Drummer. Lead guitar and keyboard guy did good solos but Brown couldn't keep himself from walking all over them. The guy has jump. Brown just formed these 5 a month or so ago.

In Pensacola, FL the USS Oriskany is being stripped down to be sunk as an artificial diving reef. Sort of a sad sight.

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