Plodding through a steady rain, I found the Sorrel-Weed House again after riding by it on a sightseeing trolley. The guide gave an adequate but somewhat rote delivery of the house's history. A person with a flair for theater or art history could have made it much more dramatic and riveting. After all, a white master has an affair with his slave and drives his wife to suicide by a leap into a courtyard. Then the mistress is beaten and killed. All in all, pretty heavy stuff. The stroll through the slave kitchen in the basement was OK, but the paranormal activity was only lightly touched upon. Overall, despite material that lent itself to vivid storytelling, the tour was much less interesting than the lecture provided at the Owens-Thomas House. It's probably best to read up on the Sorrel-Weed House ahead of time, and guide yourself around the property.