Holly Bluff, Mississippi is hardly to be called a town. Possibly also hardly to say it’s a village.
Only a few houses and a gas station, this sleepy place in the middle of the Mississippi delta was a fantastic stop over on my last road trip in the Mississippi delta.
If John Wayne or Charles Bronson had come riding down the street, I wouldn’t have been surprised, cause tumbleweed were already rolling down the road.
I can’t wait to go back to the US again and spend some time on the American roads.













