
Jul
17
2009
By Travel Tunica on Friday July 17, 2009
Your boss hates you. Your dog pooped on the rug. And on top of that, the city just called: They want a permit for that day-in, day-out rut you’re digging. It’s time to pack your things and hit the road. To that saucy Southern town where the good times roll and worries never find you. It’s Tunica or bust, baby! But before you grab those car keys and tell that jerk boss to kiss your grits, go to TunicaTravel.com, and find out how to make the most of your weekday or weekend getaway.