I’d read about this little beach town/artist community, and knew I was interested, even before a mountain biker I met the other day recommended it to me. The first place I stopped when I rolled into town, however, was not an art sight.
Thus begins a new chapter: I’m going to be visiting a series of civil rights monuments in the next weeks, I think. I was glad to see this, even if the park was just pocket-sized.
Then I did a partial art walk, guided by a handout from the visitor’s center, and poked my head in a few shops.
I bought some beautiful postcards, but otherwise enjoyed the free version of Ocean Springs.
Moving right along, I visited Whole Foods in Mobile…
(I missed the Welcome-to-Alabama sign, y’all. The trials of travelin’ alone [Hops does not count in this instance because he doesn’t use cameras].)