Memphis to Nashville. The home of the Blues to the home of Country and Western.... Yee haaaaa....
27.08.2010 - 27.08.2010 28 °C
Dad’s letting me on here to fill you guys in for the next couple of days, guess he needs a break to think of some more ‘Dad’ jokes. So the day got kick started with a dip in the pool (for me of course). I thought what better way to begin a day then by floating, peacefully in the cool waters of the Graceland RV site’s swimming pool, little did I know, they blast Elvis Radio over the speakers there for visitors ‘enjoyment’. Yes, the King of Rock n Roll has his own station playing 24hrs of nonstop Elvis hits interrupted with a weather update for Graceland every so often. I’ll admit I did find myself singing along at one point whilst soaking up some Tennessee sun, it’s hard not to!
So today we said a big farewell to Graceland as we drove the beast down Elvis Presley Blvd and waddled our way out of Memphis! What a fantastic place! We made our way through the Tennessee countryside en route to Nashville, reminiscing about the day before and how lucky we were to stand in the very same room as Elvis, Johnny Cash and many more legends, all those years ago. Today’s drive was a short one at only 280 miles (believe me that’s short), and took us past the city of Jackson. Of course we felt inclined to play ‘Jackson’ by Johnny Cash and June Carter, for the 100th time this trip, but it sounded better than ever! Admittedly, much to Dad’s annoyance, i did spend the majority of this road trip today either asleep or reading Twilight, so I didn’t do much ‘through the window photography’, once you’ve seen one hill billy town you’ve seen them all, right? And plus we weren’t heading over any state boarders today so I wouldn’t have dad waking me up from a peaceful slumber with ‘’Quick Siobhan! There’s a weighing station for the trucks, they’re often near the boarders! Quick get your camera ready!’’
The definite highlight of my day was when we pulled over at a rest stop for the toilets and a stretch only to find a rather large woman, dressed in orange sat in a motorised lawn mower, scooting around on the nearby grass. A sat completely mesmerised by her as she ran the mower back and forth, over the mounds and in circles, hard at work. She was so mesmerising that I had to film it. Videos can be purchased upon my arrival back in the UK.
So after spending a few hours in the camper looking at the inside of my eyelids, i opened them to find we were already on the outskirts of Nashville, it seemed to be rush hour and our normal two lanes were joined by several more. Cars and trucks weaved their way in and out of traffic; we’re pretty used to their senseless driving now, so thought nothing of it. We got a pretty good view of the city skyline as we drove to our campsite, situated a few minutes from the Cumberland River. When we arrived we found that most of the place was being rebuilt; only later to find out that the place had been flooded by the Cumberland back in May this year. The place was wiped out by over 18ft of river water, so much so that if you were float in a boat on it, you could have screwed a light bulb into the overhanging street lamps above, scary stuff! So we were shown our plot by yet another gay Koa worker, who this time felt the need to touch Dad’s chest whilst describing the floods. Dad was not pleased. He then went on to tell Dad that he had to rescue his little puppy from the flood before it was swallowed up by the rising waters. We were hoping ‘puppy’ wasn’t code for anything else.
It was still pretty hot when we finished setting up the camper so Dad and I took a quick dip in the rather large pool they had. Dad then later decided that the following day ought to be a chill day. No driving just lots of lazing in the sun and swimming. Couldn’t have agreed more!