Oxford, MS

After our Cotton Bowl adventure, we decided to head to see some of the south. Particularly, New Orleans and Oxford, MS. Oxford is where Ole Miss is at and about 5 hrs. north of N.O. It was an ideal distance after a long night/morning in N.O.

We rolled into Oxford at about 7 PM and found our night's residence at the opportunely named Ole Miss Motel. For $52 we got a smoke-filled room, plastic lined comforters and lights, lounge chair, and scuffed up walls. As Erik approached the attendant for our future fabulous room he was asked a rather outrageous question from another local: "You got any p*ssy for sale?" Erik replied, "Huh?" The man repeated, "Do YOU have any p*ssy for sale?" The reply, "No." The man continued, "Where you from pilgrim?" "Arizona," Erik replied while wearing his Arizona Cardinals hoodie. "I can see that," the man replied. Erik proceeded to secure the room by asking for one with 2 beds, "For 2 dicks, no p*ssies." The man came back with "Don't get smart with me, boy!" Soon after, we were enjoying the comforts of our room.

Later that night we got to experience a little bit of the Ole Miss nightlife. Turns out, the nightlife is short-lived. The bars in Mississippi close at 12 AM. Moreover, beer sold in convenient stores is non-refrigerated. Apparently this is an attempt to cut down on drinking and driving. If you ask me, I just feel like Mississippi is approximately 35 years behind most of the rest of America.

We met some nice Ole Miss people and ended our night with a game of beer pong. Mississippi was definitely a different experience for both Erik and I. However, it was worth the trip north and a pleasant mix-up for both of us.

- Our sweet room -

- We just walked onto the field. It was pretty sweet -