It was night time when we reached our next destination, Vicksberg. Ghosttown. We stayed at the very lovely Bear House Inn, another historic property, with beautifully appointed rooms, and a real feeling of Gone with the Wind – from this point on, we were never far from a Confederate flag. Although we didn’t go short Star Spangled Banners, either!
The view from our balcony.
We went for dinner at 8:30pm and the main street was DESERTED. Completely empty. Not a soul in sight. We heard music and started to walk towards it as we thought this would mean a bar, with people, until we realised that the music was being piped into the street from loudspeakers hidden in the bushes. It was just the weirdest thing ever. I was expecting Yul Brunner’s Westworld Robot to come out and start shooting the place up any minute.
You see some very strange things in the “Antique” Shops here!
But they do a nice line in old houses!
We went into the local casino after dinner, thinking “maybe THAT’s where everyone is – but there was no one there either! But the place has got to liven up in the day, doesn’t it? Well…. a liiiiiittle…
I told you there’d be flags, didn’t I?
Vicksberg has a tremendously rich history of cotton trading and Civil War, which is outlined in a series of murals all along the waterfront, and is reflected in the many amazing historical buildings in the area – sadly, not all of which are in a great state of repair. It is clear that this part of the country has been hard by recession, and for a location that should be teaming with tourists it was simply EMPTY.
Vicksburg also has some amazing period properties – some in better repair than others..
All that sightseeing takes it out of you, so time for a little rest before heading further South towards Natchez.
If you are looking for the start of the journey and the introduction, it begins HERE.
If you would like to see the full gallery of all the images I took (way more than on the blog), without the commentary, please click HERE.