Just got back from one of the oldest ports on the Mississippi, Natchez Under the Hill. We stayed in a 200 year old saloon, formerly the oldest whorehouse on the Mississippi. It is right on the river, and very haunted. The place was the dive of pirates, bandits, prostitutes and rabble rousers, and we kept the spirits. We partied downstairs, slept upstairs, drank, smoked, and took ladies home. It was a great time, a trip to the past.
