After leaving Montgomery, I drove down the historic 54 mile route of the Selma to Montgomery March. I don’t know what I was expecting, honestly all I really saw about these marches was the culminating events on “Bloody Sunday”, most of which I saw in the recent Selma movie. Actually driving the distance truly gave me a new meaning to the word march.
Honestly, I really just couldn’t help from admiring how strongly the freedom fighters felt about their cause to take on such iconic gestures like marching from selma to montgomery. To be as organized, as dedicated and committed is envious, I mean look at any of the recent marches, they hardly compare. Their message was clear, and they were willing to sacrificed for what they believed in. What they achieved was truly amazing and changed the course of history. I’m truly grateful they did!
The drive itself was actually a really beautiful drive along U.S. Route 80. The roads bordered by trees and greenery, the occasional town, church, home and historical land mark sign showing places they camped such as Tent City.
Once in Selma, I both drove and walked across the historical Edmund Pettus Bridge as well as visited the memorial park and visitors center on either side of the bridge. As I googled the bridge to find more information, I found the bridge is named after Edmund Winston Pettus a Democratic U.S Senator and ironically a Grand Dragon of the Alabama Ku Klux Klan. I mean, what can I really say to that? Other than it is ironic that this bridge is a symbol of civil rights and yet is named after a KKK member… Thankfully though, it is the events that took place on this iconic bridge that sparked President Lyndon B. Johnson to present the Voting Rights Act of 1965.
After that, I wanted to explore Selma the city a little bit, and to my surprise, it really isn’t very big. I don’t know what I was expecting, but I definitely envisioned this iconic place to be more populated. I guess I envisioned its significance to match its size. Once I left the historical area’s the area I also was surprised to see how the recession affected cities and towns like these. There were many abandoned buildings, offices, and even homes just slowly deteriorating. I just didn’t expect that much decay in a first world country. It was very humbling, and such a contrast to the skyscrapers, constant construction and remodeling done on the daily in New York City. To be honest, I have been really blessed to live in relatively recession proof cities like Los Angeles and New York that don’t feel economic distress as drastically as some.
On a lighter note, I did stumble across this great local home style Southern spot, and by stumble I mean I surveyed a bunch of locals and they all told me that Lannies Bar-B-Q was a must. Now, if you are looking for some classy “foodie” spot… This is not it!! This is the, local order the food pick it up take it home pass it off as your own amazing home cooking type of food. I mean, it literally doesn’t have much seating or parking, and the main event is the food not the decor or the service. Now, I definitely dropped the ball, and only took pictures of the sign mostly because I was SO HUNGRY at this point that all I could think about was getting the yummy in my tummy!
So, I’ll just have to describe it to you. The restaurant is literally in a residential area, with houses and neighborhoods surrounding it. Some would describe it as a hole in the wall, others would say a good restaurant without all the frills and gimmicks either way the most important part is the the food! So, how was the food? WORTH IT! Ribs were great, chicken was perfection and the sides were perfect compliments to seasoned and saucy meat. I took the food to go and went by the river to enjoy a beautiful view with my meal before I headed off to Birmingham.
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