Biloxi, Mississippi. Short and sweet.
-James Earl Jones
After peeling off the weekend of sin in Louisiana from my flesh, I happily drove to Biloxi, Mississippi, my next stop. Biloxi is a great word, right? As I was driving into town, I couldn’t help but think of the movie, Biloxi Blues, with Matthew Broderick. There’s nothing else in the world that has the word ‘Biloxi’ in it.
What a cool, little town. It’s on the Mississippi Gulf Coast and has your regular known casinos like Hard Rock and one I have never heard of: Beau Rivage. Imagine a mini Las Vegas but with much more humidity. Much more. And southern people. With drawls. And accents. And kids. Lots of kids. Everywhere. Okay, you get the point.
My plan was not to stay in Biloxi very long but I did find a place to eat. Waffle House! When I lived in North Carolina in the late 90s, Waffle House was my go-to breakfast establishment. The memories came rushing back as I walked into a busy room packed with customers. Before you knew it, I sat at the bar and sank my teeth into some good ole fashioned grits, eggs and orange juice. Don’t forgot the waffle. I also had a waffle. From Waffle House.
I really wanted to spend some more time in Biloxi. I really did. Between the casinos, the Coast and the feeling of a getaway city, it was hard to leave but I was determined to get to my next stop: Selma, Alabama.
Bye Biloxi. Thanks for the waffle.
2 thoughts on “Biloxi, Mississippi. Short and sweet.”
Thanks for the history lesson my friend especially about Selma. As one of your old school golf buddies I lived my hi school years in Durham NC in the late 60’s and experienced that overt racism first hand. Unfortunately you still need to be cautious in certain areas my friend. Your boy Bernie just checking in with you !
Thanks Bernie. Can’t wait to get back on the links. I leave for Scotland this Thursday for The Open Championship!
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