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#RoadTrip12: Walking in Memphis
#RoadTrip12: Quick Update
Then I’m walking in Memphis
Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel
Alex and I arrived in the land of the Delta Blues yesterday, as Marc Cohn once sang. And P.S.–––I was positive that Bruce Springsteen wrote “Walking in Memphis.”
Who knew?
In fact… ask anybody who sings that song and nine times out of ten, they’ll answer “The Boss.” How misleading.
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Two things immediately stuck out about our time in Memphis. First, the smells are ridiculous… in a good way. Barbecue, barbecue, barbecue everywhere. And second, it is hotter than a mug in that city. Don’t get me wrong, it was fun/interesting/the sunset over the Mississippi was great, but I’m not sure I ever want to go back.
Is that wrong?
On top of that, we found late yesterday that Alex’s wallet was lost/stolen. We made the discovery sometime after dinner and it was crazytown from that point out. We didn’t find it (and all of his cards are cancelled, you crazies).
Needless to say, our Memphis leg was not the best portion of the trip yet, but God is still 100% in charge and we can rest in that.
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Mom






