Ok Memphis, you win. I had a hell of a time getting to you: my Megabus engine failed in Effingham, IL and we were stranded 3 hours before the driver had the bright idea to call a mechanic. Finally back on the road and we get hit with an epic thunderstorm, plus traffic delays because of 3 overturned semi's. My 10 hour ride turned into 14 hours. When I finally arrived to you it was 1am and I don't know you too well, Memphis, but I could tell I wasn't in your safest part. So I got a cab ride, which was $10 AKA 10 times the amount of my bus ticket. But hey, can I complain? I got to Memphis for a buck.
You guys know I'm frugal. Maybe Memphis didn't. Every museum costs big bucks. Civil Rights Museum $13, Cotton Museum $9, Graceland $31-70, and Mud Island $12.
This includes a monorail ride, but honestly, save yourself the money, just walk across the bridge and you get in for free. Mud Island has a 1/2 mile to scale model of the Mississippi River, which is kind of cool, but not worth $12.
One more disappointment. Silky O'Sullivans, this bar has mountain goats which drink beer (your beer if you share) and climb a tower: drunk. Awesome right? Not since 2 years ago: PETA got wind of it and made them stop. Thanks PETA!
At least they have trolleys. The oldest I've ever seen. Honestly, the fare was a fur pelt.
But I gotta say the BBQ was amazing. I asked the manager of Blues City, (the supposed best in the world)
Me:So you have good BBQ eh? I just came from Oklahoma Joe's in Kansas City and they had the best Pulled Pork sandwich I've ever had. Manager: (speaking into voicebox) ummmm, Oklahoma Joe's ain't got shit.
Ok, maybe they didn't. Autotune was right. The best slab of ribs ever.
Where did I stay in Memphis? Here's a story for you. A hippie co-op with at least 10 people coming in and out. I never figured out who was a resident. Did I mention I was there April 20th? I swear I didn't plan this: Couchsufing in a hippie co-op on 4/20. I'm getting a contact high just writing about it. Have no fear readers, I did not get high, but super drunk. Drunk enough to mistake my bus for a later time and I ended up missing my bus. That's right, I missed my 11:15pm, (which I could've sworn was 11:55pm), now I'm stuck downtown Memphis in the middle of the night, again. Luckily, my girlfriend called and guided me to a solution: I had to get back home, and soon. I had a film to do in the morning, plus work. I ended up catching a Greyhound at 12:30am which would bring me back to Chicago's arms at 10:30am. Oh yeah, it costs $80. 80 times the amount of my original ticket. I made an $80 mistake. It's my Midwest on $25 compromised? No, if you're not an idiot like me, you can still travel cheap. It could be done, but for heaven's sake, remember to catch your bus!
They have a pyramid!
So there is no comedy club in Memphis. I know, right? So, the hippies actually were throwing a party on 4/20 and had some bands come over. I was itching to perform and my host suggested I could do a couple minutes in between band set-up. Bring it on!
Ok before I go, Memphis had some good things to mention: the blues scene, Beale Street, Elvis Presley, the Peabody ducks, and very friendly people. It was a departure for me, this isn't the Midwest anymore, welcome to the South!
Nice work! A gig's a gig.
ReplyDeleteHey, was that guy talking into a voice box like a guy who smokes too much? Hilarious . . .
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