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A friend of mine who works for an airline gave me a buddy pass that entitled me to fly to any of airlines destinations on standby.
I decided to go Natchez, Mississippi because I'm interested in architecture, and Natchez has a large collection of antebellum homes. In planning my trip, I went to the events calendar on the city of Natchez website. The only event during the time of my travel was a Mardis Gras Ball. The calendar said it was a private event but gave the name and number of a contact person. Being somewhat bold, I called the number and introduced myself to the woman that answered the phone. I told her that I was visiting from New York and had never been to a Mardis Gras Ball before. I asked her how one gets an invitation to such an event. She told me that she was the krewe captain and that I that I would be welcome to come and join her at her family's table. She explained that it was black tie affair and that I would have to wear a tuxedo. She added that it was an African-American krewe and that I would "see a lot of brown faces". I chuckled and said that was fine.
Anyway, the Ball was at the Natchez Convention Center. I met my host and her husband and they seated me at their table. It was spectacular affair with lavish costumes and a Rhythm and Blues band. There was plenty of delicious food, and although there was alcohol at some of the tables, I didn't see anyone abusing it. There was about 700 people there, and I think I only saw one other caucasian. I didn't feel the least bit uncomfortable. My hosts treated me like I was part of their family and went out of their way to make sure I was having a good time. It was one of the most enjoyable evenings of my life, and I will never forget it.
So, that's my Natchez, Mississippi story. If you made it this far, thanks for reading.
Needless to say, I have a warmness in my heart for Natchez, and the Krewe of Janus. Thank you for your kindness to a stranger. There is hope for humanity.
I decided to go Natchez, Mississippi because I'm interested in architecture, and Natchez has a large collection of antebellum homes. In planning my trip, I went to the events calendar on the city of Natchez website. The only event during the time of my travel was a Mardis Gras Ball. The calendar said it was a private event but gave the name and number of a contact person. Being somewhat bold, I called the number and introduced myself to the woman that answered the phone. I told her that I was visiting from New York and had never been to a Mardis Gras Ball before. I asked her how one gets an invitation to such an event. She told me that she was the krewe captain and that I that I would be welcome to come and join her at her family's table. She explained that it was black tie affair and that I would have to wear a tuxedo. She added that it was an African-American krewe and that I would "see a lot of brown faces". I chuckled and said that was fine.
Anyway, the Ball was at the Natchez Convention Center. I met my host and her husband and they seated me at their table. It was spectacular affair with lavish costumes and a Rhythm and Blues band. There was plenty of delicious food, and although there was alcohol at some of the tables, I didn't see anyone abusing it. There was about 700 people there, and I think I only saw one other caucasian. I didn't feel the least bit uncomfortable. My hosts treated me like I was part of their family and went out of their way to make sure I was having a good time. It was one of the most enjoyable evenings of my life, and I will never forget it.
So, that's my Natchez, Mississippi story. If you made it this far, thanks for reading.
Needless to say, I have a warmness in my heart for Natchez, and the Krewe of Janus. Thank you for your kindness to a stranger. There is hope for humanity.
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