- Continental Breakfast
- Swimming pool
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
- Pets allowed
TripAdvisor Reviews Rodeway Inn Cleveland
Travel Blogs from Cleveland
Left Memphis via the Stax studio, birthplace of soul music. Knew we were in for treat when the sound system in their car park was playing Marvin Gaye when we arrived.
Drove south on the Blues Highway, route 61, to Clarksdale,Mississippi. We're in the heart of cotton country, in the Mississippi delta, flat land ...
... make way for me, and the bulls kept their watchful distance. One foal seemed quite confused by my little blue blob of a car, but eventually worked his way around and back to his kin. The night was supposed to end in Greenville, but by streetlight and headlights I had a very hard time differentiating the safe but terribly impoverished parts of town from the dangerous ones and ended up continuing on to a generic, clean motel in Cleveland, ...
... workers that often had their own stores and even their own currency. This planter class represented an almost unheard of extreme of wealth and power in American history--a class who built islands of white, ostentatious wealth in a sea of black poverty.
But that system is in the past, and the planter class is gone or invisible in the Delta, replaced by the big corporate farms. Is that much better? The planters were terrible, ...
... just about everybody there had a reason to poison his whiskey. For years, the story was that he had been buried in the nearest church cemetery, and oral accounts claimed that that church was named Mount Zion. The problem, of course, is that there are multiple churches with Mount Zion in the name around Greenwood. The Mississippi Blues Trail has chosen Little Mount Zion as the official grave because it is the closest church, as the crow flies, to where ...
... than expected curriculum session, a group of us decided to go out. We picked a bar in downtown Cleveland that sounded promising, but when we got there it was a big, cavernous space with few people in it. We took a big table up front and a friendly waitress with a thick accent came over and gave us menus. We looked over the drinks and started ordering.
“Reb Ale” (that’s a local brew).