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road to Oxford, Mississippi is 848 miles long and will take 16 hours and 18
minutes by car. I’ll stop to rest for the night midway, which happens to be
Shreveport, Louisiana. Starting out from Austin, I plan to head south first in
order to drive by smaller towns throughout Texas. I want to avoid the bigger
cities such as Dallas and Houston so that I may get a better feel of the old fashioned South as I
drive through. In fact, the biggest city I will end up driving through will be
Shreveport. There’s a little town called Luling, Texas just south of Austin at
which there seems to be a nice variety of good-looking watermelons. It being my
favorite fruit, I feel it most appropriate to stop here. The drive over towards
Shreveport, Louisiana should be interesting. Fascinating little towns and illuminating
landscapes should begin to prepare me for the great Oxford, Mississippi. The
drive thus far should encourage me to think about the journey that the Bundrens
took towards the town of Jefferson. They encountered several people and
situations that were life altering – all in the sake of getting Addie’s body in
Jefferson soil. This reminds me of my parents’ wishes to be buried back in
their hometowns in Mexico. This would give me the opportunity to see the land
as my parents saw it, to learn to truly value it – for it is the land that will
hold the bones of my father and the ashes of my mother. It’s a very poetic
thought, indeed. Delving into the past I’ll make my way towards Shreveport and
stay there for the night. This marks mile 418, about half way. I would have
loved to stay in the historic Jefferson Hotel, but that closed down about five
years ago or so. Instead, I will stay at the El Dorado Casino Hotel. I would
like to visit the best local
burger place before heading off to bed. Burgers are an important thing of the
South I like to think. I wonder if Faulkner liked burgers as well.
At
sunrise, I’ll check out of my hotel room and make my way towards Oxford,
Mississippi. There will be about 430 miles to go. I plan to stop in a couple
places to take pictures and take in the natural atmosphere. I’ll be stopping at
the Black Bayou Lake National Wildlife Refuge. This should give me the
opportunity to see the South in its undisturbed form. After taking a few hours
to take it all in, I’ll head on out towards the town of Epps to inquire about
their watermelons. Shortly afterwards, I’ll be driving right alongside the
Mississippi river. This should be an emotional experience. I’ll get to imagine
myself trying to cross a part of the river that’s not too wide/deep just like
the Bundrens had to. If my eyes play tricks on me, perhaps I’ll see a coffin
floating downstream. Eventually I’ll come across the Glendora Cotton Gin, the
site of the Emmett Till murder. I don’t want to elaborate too much on this
subject. I think a picture speaks louder than words in this case. I’m just
there to pay my respects.
The
road to Oxford, Mississippi is now shorter. Once arriving, I’ll be too tired to
do anything so I’ll get a room for the rest of the day. After all, I’ll need
the energy for the much exploring there is to be done. I’ll be staying at the
historic Ole Miss Hotel. I’ll have finally arrived to Faulkner’s “Jefferson”
and I’ll be excited to see what the next day holds.
On
this day I’ll be exploring the University of Mississippi as well as Rowan Oak,
Faulkner’s home. Although these are important landmarks, I really want to focus
more on the people and their surroundings. I want to ask questions about what
it is like to live in this town. Is it as magical as people have mentioned it
to be? I want to visit the art department of the university in order to see
artists’ renditions of the land around them. Faulkner painted the land through
his words so well and I would really like to see this expression through
paints. I’ll be looking for a friendly family that would be willing to take me
in for an evening to talk about life in Oxford. I want to show them a map
Faulkner drew of his fictional Jefferson and see if it resembles any specific
part of town. If it does, I want to go there and see the resemblances myself. I
want to find out if my hosts want to be buried in Oxford and why. Southern
people are tied to the land. They rely on it for their own living. They tend
the land and it rewards them with life. They keep one other alive. It’s a
mutual, positive relationship. I want to explore this phenomenon deeper.
Finally
it will be time for me to end my journey. If my research calls for me to stay
another night, I will. Afterwards I will head on out of Oxford the same exact
way I came – all the way to my home in Austin. Everything I passed on my trip,
I want to pass again just to make sure I see it from both perspectives.