Coffee and Donut Search in Vicksburg

Impossible to find a coffee shop, donut shop, restaurant that serves breakfast, go sightseeing at museums in Vicksburg on a Sunday.  Zilch open.  We mosied over to the Welcome Center right as you cross over the Mississippi River from Louisiana to Mississippi to ask what is open on Sunday.

We wanted to get coffee and a couple of donuts and go sit and watch the river traffic this morning.  Went in search of donuts at a chain called Shipley's Donuts - not open.  Then went into the old historic district of downtown Vicksburg where we remembered seeing a couple of coffee shops - not open.  Museums on the river not open.  Casinos were open but we did not want to go in.

Overlook from Mississippi side to Louisiana

Pilot house up on stilts to see over to front of barges

Pre-Civil War Home

Pre-Civil War home 

Did find two overlooks and watched an ocean going tug push barges up river.  Current was very strong and very muddy.  Drove around town looking for somewhere we could get breakfast and saw lots of Waffle Houses, packed, and that was it.  I had eaten at one of those years ago and had gotten sick, so we by-passed it.  Drove in and around the city, saw mansions, antebellum homes, very impressive.  I do not know anything about this city other than the Civil War battle in 1863, but Vicksburg could be so much more - relating it to Savannah, Georgia and all the mansions and old homes in the heart of the city.

Lots of homes behind gates 

Historic area of downtown Vicksburg

Ended up at the grocery store where we picked up (they don't eat donuts or breakfast in this town is what we were told by the lady at the visitor center!) a pre-made lemon cake.  Oh well.  Made coffee back at the RV and had the cake.

Tomorrow we are heading down about 70 miles to Natchez, Mississippi and actually will camp for a few days in Vidalia, Louisiana which is on the west side of the river.  Glad to leave Mississippi.  Very sad area.  Never felt our safety in jeopardy, but such poverty. Another thing we will be glad to leave behind - the campground is next door to a Veterinarian hospital.  First thing in the morning when who ever gets to the clinic, they must let the dogs out in their runs out back.  And the mournful howling begins - "please let me go home!" Oh so sad!