Memphis was our final stop last week. Once again, is was one of those places I’d been to before, briefly, but the boys had only driven through. And all I’d seen was a quick walk through down Beale Street and Graceland (Yes, I’ve been to Graceland, Graceland, Memphis, Tennessee).
Stayed in a great Residence Inn downtown – Residence Inn has several properties in older hotels or apartment buildings (like this one in midtown Atlanta which I like a lot – big apartments) that are quite spacious – even more so than the usual Residence Inn. After three days of staying in the same room with them and sharing a bed with the youngest, I was ready for space, especially since I had a Living Faith devotional due the next day and really needed a closed door behind me to focus on that.
(It worked! Got it done! Met the deadline! While traveling!)
Wednesday night, we walked down to Beale Street, which was something else – there was some kind of motorcycle convocation going on, which added to the cacophony, but I think it’s always fairly crazy at night – I wouldn’t have kids there after nine, definitely. It’s like people are trying to get their entire New Orleans jam on right there on one street instead of spread out through the Quarter.
Ate dinner at the Blues City Cafe which was decent.
(The thing about going to BBQ restaurants is that they’re quick, since most of the food is already prepared – good for traveling with kids. If they’ll actually eat the food, that is.)
Thursday morning we:
Took the monorail over to Mud River Park and walked the 1/2 mile long scale model of the Mississippi River. Very interesting and well-done. A good thing for them to experience and learn from. The museum, while being a little dated in its 70’s-80’s design and feel, is surprisingly good.
Retrieved our stuff and our car, then started back home. With stops at:
The Lorraine Motel/Civil Rights Museum. We didn’t go in. Honestly – we have been to three important Civil Rights-related museums the past months – in Birmingham, Montgomery and Atlanta – so right now, at this time, with home looming on the horizon…just coming to the site of MLK’s assassination, and reading the material outside was enough. Maybe another time:
Lunch across the street at Central BBQ. Good, probably not the best – not sure if it’s classic Memphis BBQ or not.
Quick drive down to Graceland – we didn’t get out of the car, but I was curious, as ever, to do even some quick people watching around the site.
And have conversations about idols and reverencing and real saints.
Super quick drive-by of Elvis’ birthplace in Tupelo – had never seen it myself. It’s tiny.
Then back through miles and miles of gorgeous, undeveloped rolling hills of northwest Alabama.
And now…good morning?