September 22, 2003

Musings on a trip to Mize

I am a country girl at heart, but I have been tragically transplanted into the city for too long. This was clearly evident on a trip we made to visit my grandfather in Mize, MS this weekend. These are some observations I made:

Notes for the City Mouse visiting the Country

1.) If someone waves at you, make sure they see a reciprocal wave. It's Mississippi, and it's the law. You may be prosecuted.
2.) Every fifty miles or so, you will see an old shack-like house. It will have a vintage coke machine on the porch, and a "we're open" sign in the window. However, it's not been open since 1954, and the coke machine has merely been put out to pasture. Just enjoy the view.
3.) Yes, that flea market is open. You just need to go the house next door, knock and ask for Earl, or Earl's wife, unless it's Monday, in which case you're just out of luck.
4.) Internet maps on backroads? Big no no, cityslicker. Don't even attempt it.
5.) Need gas? See gas? Get gas. Stations are strategically placed exactly one full tank's distance apart. (although, with a bit of fervent prayer, you may be able to ride the fumes for half a mile or so)
6.) Those bright lights out at night are the STARS.... wow!
7.) Don't even try to talk Mr. Local Police Officer out of giving you that ticket. That's his gas money for the week, and next time, you'll know that 25mph means 25, and not 29.
8.) Smell that? Aah... that's what the world REALLY smells like. Bacon. And haybales, I think.
9.) People sit on the porch swing to watch cars go by for a reason. It's fun. Try it.
10.) Don't be surprised if the cows don't moo back. You're probably not doing it right.

Aside from lamenting my newly citified self, I did enjoy this short trip. There's a freedom out in the country that is very rejuvenating, especially with the first hints of fall in the air.

Good trip.
Good times.
Good fun.

Posted by Shannon at September 22, 2003 12:18 AM | TrackBack
Comments

Them's some lovely and funny notes.

Posted by: jon amos at September 22, 2003 03:12 AM

Good blog. And wave back next time.

Posted by: SonofThunder at September 22, 2003 09:21 AM

iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii'm headin' for the country
where the air is fresh
no more city for this rapper
cause the country's the best

gonna buy me a pick up
and fill it with hay
gonna buy me a rooster
to welcome the day

gonna learn to eat bacon
and biscuits and grits
i'm tired of this city life
the country's the $%&# !!!!

word is born, ya'll...

Posted by: crazee8 at September 22, 2003 09:27 AM

Be careful on the rooster...they like to crow at 2 am sometimes.

Posted by: SonofThunder at September 22, 2003 11:22 AM

Sometimes you don't even have to live in the country to experience a rooster crowing at 2:00 A.M.

Posted by: Amy at September 22, 2003 03:10 PM

Why should I wave to someone I don't even know?

You are soooo right about the no internet maps on backroads... I tried that once, I think I ended up in Canada.

The stars, I think I miss that the most out of all the other benefits of living in the country. That and being able to go out on my back porch and listen to the wind.

Posted by: mkrueger at September 24, 2003 01:34 PM
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