Though we've crossed the Mississippi numerous times in our cross-the-South travels, we've never stopped at the Mississippi River. As we headed out Saturday, I vowed we would. And we made it 343 miles before making our first stop of the day. A few pictures, a little leg stretching, a full tank of gas, and a roast beef sandwich later, we hit the road again.
The Mississippi is a lot bigger down there than it is in Minnesota, and the water doesn't look as clean. Imagine that!
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