Southern Hospitality

Memphis is fun. We went out to Beale Street last night, the Bourbon Street of Memphis. There was music wafting out of every bar and giant signs saying what kind of barbecue was their specialty. We had an extremely loud cover band play during our dinner, which begs the question, do cover bands think that they'll ever become famous? Because they really shouldn't.

A random guy on the street stopped us and said hi. When Adina complimented his cowboy-style shirt, he decided that he had to take us out to meet his friends at a nearby bar. We spent the night chatting with four very Southern, very fun guys who explained to us where all the stereotypical Southern rednecks come from (Eastern Tennessee), the importance of college football down south (apparantly the NFL is for wimps), and how just putting something on a grill isn't 'barbecue' by any means. Today, Graceland, then out to Arkansas.