Thursday, September 26, 2013

Clarksdale, Mississippi. We headed south from Memphis on Highway 61. Clarksdale is where, legend has it, Robert Johnson sold his soul to the devil in exchange for epic guitar skills. We stayed at a place that was on the site of an old cotton plantation where you are assigned a sharecropper's shack. The name of the place, predictably is The Shack Up Inn

Well Abe says, "Where do you want this killin' done ?"
God says. "Out on Highway 61"
Had a bite to eat at this dive owned by Morgan Freeman; great place
Emily at The Shack up Inn

Cotton field

Shack Up Inn
Cotton ball

Emily enjoying tea from a dog-shaped tea pot

The Crossroads (said to be the intersection of Hwy 61 and Hwy 49)





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  1. UnknownOctober 31, 2013 at 11:29 AM

    We enjoying meeting the two of you at The Shack. We are very jealous of this road trip you are taking. You have inspired us to do something similar!
    Ronnie

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    1. The Great American Road TripNovember 1, 2013 at 1:06 PM

      Awesome, Ronnie. And thanks for encouraging us to go to Talladega. You guys embody the wonderful southern warmth and hospitality. Make sure you include Toronto on your "Great Canadian Road Trip"
      Dean

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