Now that we have done the cross-country haul I decided to set our sites closer for the next road trip. I have never been to Memphis. Haven't even driven through enroute to another locale. On this last trip I made it clear I wanted to avoid driving through it because I wanted my first visit to be special--fresh--virginal--you get my point.
Yes, I'm an Elvis fan. I want to go "Walkin' in Memphis", eat a fried peanut butter and banana sandwich. I'm not a total Elvis freak or anything like that. But I know his music pretty well and do get nostalgic when I hear the blasting horns of "CC Rider" and "The King" does his karate poses.
So, I suggested we make our next road trip to Memphis, TN. That was received...well. As well as Rich can receive a road trip that doesn't include the sun or west coast. This is where it went terribly awry.
"We could do a 3-day trip to Memphis and St. Louis."
(blank stare followed by) "What the hell is in St. Louis?!"
"Well, the St. Louis Arch for one...silly."
(silence)
"And what about that whole "St. Louis barbeque thing? Wouldn't you like to know the difference between that and Memphis barbeque?"
"No."
"We could see a baseball game too."
(and more silent blank staring)
"You have no sense of adventure."
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St Louis is fun! The arch is bigger than you can imagine, and you can ride up in it in a little egg-shaped thingie. There are river-boat casinos, too.
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