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Serena, Roz & Manny
This web site is your windshield to our adventures from the comfort zone of your own space. The road ahead of us is constantly changing, and so is the content of our web site. Hop aboard, and enjoy the ride!
We’ve got places to see, stories to find, people to meet, experiences to blog, recipes to share, photos to take, and videos to shoot. Read more
Have you ever wondered how they carved the monument at Mount Rushmore out of solid granite? Were you picturing a sculptor like Michelangelo, a solitary figure dangling perilously from a scaffold chipping away with a hammer and chisel? Read more
There is NOTHING like your first bison sighting. Read more
As you use your motorhome —and when you see all the bells and whistles on newer models— you start to develop a list of things to fix, add, or change if you have the chance. After four years with Serena, our wish list was getting pretty long, so we decided that this was the summer to head to the Leisure Travel Van factory in Winkler, Manitoba for some work. Read more
We got a late start out of St. Louis, so after only an hour’s driving, we were ready for lunch. We usually drive the back roads and avoid the interstates, but this time we opted to take the faster I-55, hoping to arrive by early evening at the home of our dear friends Steve and Joyce Miller who live in Wheaton IL, a lovely suburb of Chicago. Read more
Serena in St. Louis
St. Louis was only supposed to be a good stopping point, about halfway between Memphis and Chicago, where we had planned to visit with friends. Read more
The wonderful world of Nashville was like a warm-up act for the great superstar, Memphis. Center stage is Beale Street, which is cordoned off on the weekends, making the three block long corridor feel like one giant block party. Where Nashville is mainly Country, Memphis is Blues and Rock and Roll. Read more
Because Manny and I are on a musical odyssey, of course we wanted to explore the Elvis phenomenon. I must admit, I was never an Elvis fan. After all, his rise to fame began in 1955 when I was 7, a little too young to appreciate his gyrating hips and outrageous new style. I wish I had seen the Milton Berle show in 1956 when Elvis’s flamboyance caused such controversy that in his appearance on the Ed Sullivan show the following year, he was shown only from the waist up. Read more
The only problem with traveling six hours from New Orleans to see B.B.King perform his last homecoming concert is that we wound up in Indianola, MS. If you happen to look at a map (as I know my friend Marge did), you will notice that Indianola is more than halfway up the state. We had planned on starting at Natchez and traveling north on Hwy 61. This plan got snafued by the urgency to see B.B. King. Read more
We planned on traveling up Highway 61, the long stretch of road that starts in New Orleans and runs through Natchez, Vicksburg and Clarksdale, in Mississippi, then goes onward to Memphis, Tennessee and ends in Wyoming, Minnesota. Running parallel to the Mississippi, the great River Road was traveled by countless Blues musicians on their way north, like Robert Johnson, B. B. King, Muddy Waters, Ike Turner, Sam Cooke, James Cotton, Junior Parker and Charlie Musselwhite. Read more
In our last post Nashville, what a wonderful world, I made the statement that private campgrounds near attractions are usually sub-par, riding on their sole asset of “location, location, location”. Well, let me begin this post by apologizing to the New Orleans West KOA and rescinding my snide comment. This private park was superior in many of the important ways: immaculate, luxurious bath houses, the best, cleanest (and cheapest) air conditioned laundry room, a lovely pool for cooling off after a long day of sightseeing and a well-stocked camp store. Read more