Memphis

Walking in Memphis
Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel

Between Mississippi and Arkansas, as described in my last post, Pippin and I stopped for the night in Memphis. That evening, we walked on Beale Street, as seen in the picture above, and listened to some delta blues. We also saw the Lorraine Motel, where Martin Luther King Jr. was shot and the ducks in the fountain of the Peabody Hotel.

The next day, we visited Graceland. And though we didn't see the ghost of Elvis (though this was pretty close), we did see his grave.

That's all for now, thank you, thank you very much...
-JT