On our recent trip to Mississippi we came across the greatest concept since sliced bread! My dears, allow me to share in our discovery! We found the World. Yep that's right it's called the World. How does it work you say?
Well take I-20 west thru Vicksburg, MS, cross over the Mighty Mississippi River. Take your first exit and turn right. You will notice a tin building with a tin roof. Pull up to the drive thru window and order away! What's that you say? Drive-thru windows are nothing new? Well you're right on that however this kind of drive-thru is different. You see you can order your hamburger, your pack of smokes, your lottery ticket AND a MARGARITA TO GO! Yep you heard right! A MARGARITA TO GO! Now that's my kind of paradise!
Hubs #3 wants to retire there. Says it will make going to the bank a whole to experience. I can just imagine him trying to cash his SS check....." Ma'am, can ya hold my drink while I sign the back of this check?" Or while he's getting his license renewed, "Yes sir I did stop by the World on the way over and I plan on going back on my way home!"
Apparently, in the state of Louisiana it is perfectly alright to walk around with an alcoholic drink in your hand. Of course we are talking about the only state that has parishes instead of counties. After all they are mostly Catholic. Strange on one side of the bridge (Mississippi) you see 3 crosses and nothing but Baptist and on the other side you have the World. Who'da thunk?
When I think about it, we could use one of those up here in dear old North Carolina. Can you just imagine how enjoyable grocery shopping would be if you grabbed a margarita on the way? How about a trip to Wal-Mart? Now that would constitute at least two, you know one for each hand. You just never know who you're going to run into at Wal-Mart and you do need to be prepared for it all!!
So it has come to no surprise to me that Hubs #3 has already made plans to return to Louisiana. I guess he misses his new friends at the World. He has also started a World fund. Says he's going to retire down there and open his own World. This should prove interesting to say the least.
I really thought when I took my precious Yankee boy to the deep south he would balk and demand to be taken home. Well this just goes to show you everybody can be made happy in Louisiana.
Well until we meet again, keep an eye out for me in my tomato car!
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