LulaBelle's is a fine dining establishment. Stands right next to Pudd-n-Heads, you can't miss it. Mom took me to LulaBelle's once after grandma told us about it. It was my birthday several years ago and thought, "why not give it a try?" LulaBelle's was (not now, you'll understand) in the "red light" district of Hannibal. Or I should probably say, WAS the red light district of Hannibal. I bet ole Mark Twain could tell you what he "heard" about ole LulaBelle. See the red light above the restaurant sign? Yep, that's LulaBelle's, the town brothel!! It was officially shut down in the 1950s. Inside there are a few showcases of the "fancy" clothing the lady's of the evening used to wear. It is a very good eating establishment now. Nice ambience, you should go there if you ever make it to Hannibal. Not everyone can say they've eaten a "nice" dinner in a brothel...
The Justice of the Peace. Notice the name, J.M. Clemens. 
Becky Thatcher's home. Actually it belonged to Laura Hawkins' family. She was the REAL Becky Thatcher.
The famous white washed fence. Tom Sawyer was quite busy here. Every summer kids compete in the white washing contest dressed in famous Huck Finn attire. 
Grant's Drug Store. Mark Twain's family lived here for some time. His father passed away on the upper floor of this store/home. The drug store is now a period museum which depicts the drugstore during Mark Twain's era. The upstairs is off limits.
The beginning of something I've never done in Hannibal. After having an energizing lunch, we decided to tackle the Lighthouse Hill. Stairs. Lots of Stairs. I believe approximately 200 stairs. Here we go...
So far so good. See the two squirrel boys on the third landing? The one that looks a little tipsy had the nerve to say to us, "you guys are gonna love these stairs". I think his brain was lacking oxygen. He was breathing awful heavy.
This must be an official rest stop. Nice little butterfly garden beginning to grow. Had a bench or two. We stopped to look at the Mighty Mississippi at this point. The height of the river is frightening.
This must be the second official rest area. More steps to get to the Lighthouse. We ended our Lighthouse tour here. Unfortunately the camera didn't capture the Lighthouse as we saw it. I believe the sky was just too light. I was a bit disappointed. From the street, 172 stairs below, the Lighthouse looked quite stunning. However, at this point, for me anyway, it just looked small. But still very pretty. Also at this point, we took 172 stairs back down to the street. I'm getting a 172 step count from a grade school girl who looked like she needed oxygen when we started back down the steps. She was panting.
Once we stepped off of the 172nd step going down the hill, we grabbed a Diet Pepsi and went into my favorite store in Hannibal. PuddnHeads. I always find something in here.
One thing I found was a scrap book created by Mark Twain. It was printed in 1892, but he started the book in 1842. Pretty neat. $129.95 to purchase, just go to Pudd-n-Heads.
You probably know what this is. But I didn't. I love it. It is a cheese keeper. Pretty cool huh? I had to take a picture. I'm sure Mark Twain had one.
After going through some more antique stores and fun stores, we got back in the car and drove to Lover's Leap. Legend has it that an Indian Princess and an Indian brave fell in love. They were from tribes that were fighting or "warring" each other. The Princess' father wanted the brave killed. Together they climbed to the top of this bluff after being pursued and jumped to their demise. The Princess didn't want to live life without her brave. 
I love the picture of this bluff. You can see how far it is to the bottom. Plus you can see how high the water is. The line you see with trees is the train track. There were three barges floating along. You can see one at the peak of the cliff.
Another picture taken from the bluff.
Dixie was in the second store. Pretty laid back puss. Mom found a large table runner and put it on the counter to purchase. Dixie jumped up on the counter and laid down on the runner. Her owner asked her what she was doing and kindly picked her up and put her down on the floor. I guess she didn't want mom to buy it.
