While attaching the photos to Metin’s previous message – unfortunately we were sitting in a McDonalds’ at the moment – our batteries ran out. After going back to the hotel (this time we don’t have internet in our famous sloppy Riverside Hotel) and charging the computers, we went out, hanged around a bit, and found internet somewhere. And here are the photos that couldn’t make it to the previous entry.

Robert Morganfield, brother of Muddy Waters, is such a warm person. He immediately put on the Yeni Rakı hat we gave as a gift right before we left.

Here is the small living room of Robert Morganfield’s small house.
We drank to Robert Johnson’s memory.

We prepared our rakı table in a juke point close to our hotel in Greenville.

We even offered some Yeni Rakı to a local lady who came in to eat the corn they popped in the evening.

A little later, we met the journalist/television programmer crew Metin mentioned previously and blended in. Dominick invited us to his home and we five went to his place.

These three new friends are just as warm as the others in Greenville…

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The various music instruments at Dominick’s home accompanied us while we listened to records.

We left the house at night and went to the juke point in the back street to listen to the group playing live. Probably because it was Friday, it was a lot more crowded than the previous night!
And here are the two museums we visited…

The first one was the Highway 61 Blues Museum. Generally the people in charge in these museums are ladies above certain ages. And each them are sweet, sympathetic and helpful. No exception, really…

There is a lot of stuff in Highway 61 Blues Museum. We present you one from the most interesting ones, and skip to the next part.
The second museum is the B.B. King Museum… It was decorated elaborately. However, we cannot show you how, since it’s not allowed to take photos inside. Here are two shots from outside.

The museum used to be a jean factory and B.B. King worked there once upon a time.

Metin forgot to mention yesterday: The old lady we met at the café and gift shop of the museum happens to be one of the notable names of blues history. The legendary female owner of Club Ebony, one of the legendary places of Indianola: Mary Shephard!

Mary Shepard is showing us some photos taken in her youth.
Metin is very bored while I am uploading these pictures. He says “Let’s check out some places.” It seemed to be a pretty good idea to me. Now we are heading for our last Clarksdale night out. Tomorrow, we will tell more about nights in Clarksdale.