February 2 dawned bright and beautiful and we slowly got up and got ready to get on the road. We could have driven the 360 miles to Red Bay, AL, in one day, but we've made the decision make more stops to smell the roses. Our first stop was to be in Hattiesburg, MS, home of the Univ. of Southern Mississippi. We stayed at Camp Shelby, an Army training facility, just south of Hattiesburg. We found the FamCamp with no problem, but there were no spaces available. We had decided to make our way back out to the highway, when we were stopped by the Camp Host, a retired Marine. He proclaimed that he wasn't about to let us leave and would find a spot for us and he did. We parked between two RVs and shared the utilities with our Camp Host, so we were good. Friday morning, we visited the Mississippi Armed Forces Museum, which is located at Camp Shelby and gets a rave review from us. All the wars from the Civil War to the current war on terror are covered, mostly focusing on the involvement of people from Mississippi. We learned that Camp Shelby was the 2nd largest army facility in the U.S. during WWII, second to Fort Benning. It wasn't all about the army, but every branch of the military was included. The history of women in the military was especially interesting. During the war, there was also a POW camp at Camp Shelby. A miniature piano was built by the POWs to given to the commander's daughter. One of the displays was a model of the USS Mississippi, which weighs 1200 pounds and every little item is detailed. Outside were many static displays of aircraft and tanks. Clark was intrigued by one helicopter which was rated to lift more than 20,000 pounds, so could carry a small tank. From the museum, we drove into Hattiesburg and spent a couple of hours driving around the historical districts. There were beautiful Victorian houses everywhere. There were also many Greek Revival styles. It's an active little city and there seems to be a lot going on. There were so many more things to do and see than we gave ourselves time to do. So, that means another trip in the future. So, this stop to smell the roses was a success and we saw new and wonderful sights. As we travel, we frequently stay at military facilities if they have a campground. Camp Shelby is the first one where I remember hearing all of the bugle calls. The first night, as we were settling down for bed, we heard "Taps." The next afternoon, it was the call for the colors, as the flag was lowered, right at 5:00 pm. Our final morning, I must have heard "Reveille" in my sleep, because I woke up at 6:00 and was ready to start my day.