Let’s wander down the dusty path of yesteryear’s adventures to the Madewood Plantation.
Oh…wait. I’m not telling this right.
*You’re not going to believe this, but…two perfectly fun and slightly insane writers set off across the country to spend the night in a three hundred year-old haunted plantation house just to be able to say “I did that.” That was the Myrtles Plantation, and I talked about that last month.
The story doesn’t end there.
This is the next leg of their (our) journey…
(The story of Debra Kristi and Tameri Etherton)
On May 15th we followed our navigation to our next destination, The Madewood Plantation.
It wasn’t there.
We worried not, having had a similar experience while traveling to The Myrtles. We continued on a straight path and sure enough, it eventually appeared on our left.
A Big, Beautiful, Antebellum Plantation—dating back to the 1800’s.
Praise the minds of intuitive women! We’d found it!
Upon arrival, we rang the plantation bell to notify staff. A “Hey, we’re here!” sort of deal. The bell was mounted high, so picture me up on my toes yanking the cord like a cartoon version of myself. Yeah, it was kinda like that.
Color us time blown. The house was ours and ours alone for the entire night! Were we blessed or cursed? After our last experience we weren’t exactly sure, but pampered like properly ladies we decided upon ‘blessed.’ Send more bags, we were ready to move in…and never leave. Who wouldn’t want to sleep in a bed like this every night?
We dug into the surrounding books and read up on the home’s history. Wez was getting smart. Hehehe
mouth-watering crawfish etouffee, smothered green beans, potatoes with Cajun shrimp, the most delish pumpkin meal graced our plates, and (omg) the best bread pudding for dessert . Died a heavenly eatery death that night. I so did.
In the adjoining parlor we retired and finished the night with glistening glass of brandy.
The staff now gone and an entire Antebellum Plantation all to ourselves! Plus the grounds! We went all thirteen-year-old-explore-like. We moved from room to room making sure not to miss any detail. But the big prize waiting to be explored? The big bit of history sitting beyond the safety of the house walls? The family cemetery. Oh yes we did!
We crept across the lawn by the light of our cell phones. Dang, it was dark out. The cemetery was surrounded by an old iron fence that had long since been covered in vines. An ancient tree, split and fallen, hung over the passage. Ominous at night, it stood like a guardian over the site.
- Unless you consider our silly ghost app conveniently spurting out the word ‘Bad’ right when Tameri stepped on a Crayfish hole, smashing the entrance. It looks like a primitive mud tower in the middle of the lawn. Interesting timing, don’t you think?
- Or the howling coyotes. Had to be a rout, because they were rowdy. Starting a band and gathering the pack to have us for dinner. Seriously! They were stalking. Loud as they were, we couldn’t make it to the house fast enough. The second the screen door closed and I latched the lock, they stopped. Now that was spooky.
The rest of the night―absolutely lovely. Plus, we had a hot shower! That, right there, made our day. After the 1950’s mauve bathtub in the ill-feeling bathroom from our last stop, it was pure modernized bliss.
Tea served to our room bright and early the next morning ~ Loved it!
Time enough to sip and enjoy on the veranda before another fabulous meal in the dining room to start our day. Then it was fa la la la la all the way to our next destination. The sound of happiness rumbling in our tummies.
They are more family than staff, and you can expect to meet them should you ever visit, and I highly recommend you book a stay. While you’re there, explore the house, grounds and outer buildings. So much elegance. Pop over to my Flikr and check out the 300+ pictures from the historical Bed and Breakfast. Then book your next vacation at the hospitable Madewood.
Have you ever stayed the night at a plantation home? How about a bed and breakfast?
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Until next time, immortally yours.
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