Put on my blue suede shoes and boarded the..plane?

Trip Start Jun 24, 2012
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Trip End Sep 21, 2012


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Tuesday, August 28, 2012

After all the drama of yesterday evening, we were up at 4am this morning to make sure we had plenty of time to get to the airport before our 7.30am flight, incase anything else happened to derail us.

We grabbed our stuff and, still sleepy eyed, ventured out into San Diego at 4.30pm to find the stop for the bus which would take us to the airport. Like any strange city, San Diego at that time of the morning was a little bit creepy as it was so quiet, and this was not helped by all the homeless people already drifting about. After a difficult 15 minute walk, with our giant bags on our backs, we found our stop and settled down to wait for the bus, which arrived at just after 5am.

Our arrival at the airport was uneventful, and we were relieved to discover that despite changing our plans last minute, the phone call I'd made to American Airlines had been successful, and our flights had been rearranged appropriately. We almost made it through security with no issues, until Laura's pants (trousers) set off the buzzer and she had to be double checked by a lady who admonished her for her pants falling down - I don't know what they're expecting when they make you take your belt off, but hey ho, it was fine in the end.

Then we just had to settle down and wait for our flight, which we boarded on time, and was pleasant enough. We arrived into Dallas Fort Worth with just over an hour to catch our connecting flight. We thought this would be more tricky as DFW is frickin HUGE, but they have an excellent shuttle rail service and we managed to get to our gate with enough time to buy a postcard and inhale a Maccy D's for lunch...happy times!

Everything was going swimmingly..so well, in fact, that fate just had to come along and knock us down a peg or two. This came in the form of the two gentlemen in front of us on our DFW- Memphis plane who proceeded to spout evangelical nonsense in carrying voices for the entirety of the journey. The two men did not know each other, but found out they were both preachers- though of different branches- and they spent the WHOLE journey comparing the two and trying to convince the other that their belief was the right one. I have never heard such idiocy in my entire life, and it was a nightmare....impossible to drown them out. At one point I'm sure one of them was comparing scripture and algebra to prove a point, and I have no idea why. It was bizarre. It didn't even end as we exited the plane, as they were next to us at the baggage claim too, and when they went their separate ways one said 'bless you in the name of Jesus' and the other said 'that is the name!'. I mean, what?! It worries me that there may potentially be someone with this level of delusion running the most powerful country in the world by the end of the year. In the name of Obama, please don't let this happen America!

Anyway, that rant aside, we grabbed a cab from the airport to the hotel, and were shocked at what we saw as we drove. Memphis looked inscribed small, and very run down...like the city hadn't changed much since the 60s. The lobby of our hotel, the econolodge (classy, right?), was in a car park and we had to walk across the car park to lifts that would let us into our room. It all felt very dodge, but the room was nice and we were shattered, so we dumped our bags and chilled out for an hour or so.

After a while, we decided to head out for a little wander around the streets surrounding the hotel, to get a feel for the area. There were homeless people everywhere, it was muggy as hell and we didn't see a single non-african-american person apart from each other in the six or so blocks that we walked...it was a bit strange, and so different from San Diego.

We happened across one of the restaurants that we'd discovered when researching Memphis and had wanted to check out, called Kooky Kanucks, and due to a lack of any better plans, we went in there to have some dinner. The whole craic with this place is that it is 'Canadian' and so it had stuffed animal heads on the wall and such delicacies as poutine on the menu... I have to say after spending a month in actual Canada...not that impressive, but never mind.

We ordered our food (pork chops and steak) and whilst it was ok, it wasn't really anything to write home about - or in here for that matter! What was quite exciting, though, is that not long after we came in, a group of 12 came in and had delivered to their table an actual real life man vs food challenge...the biggest burger you will ever see in your life, called the Kookamonga. The actual challenge is for only 4 people to finish it, but they were going to share it between the 12 of them, it was so big. Other patrons of the restaurant were going over to take photos, but I was too shy to go over, so I asked our waiter if he'd take one for me. When the group heard I'd asked him to go over, they brought the burger over to us and took our photo with it! Of course, we put this on Facebook and everyone believed it was us doing the challenge (and strangely no one thought we wouldn't be able to do it, which shows what gluttons everyone must think us to be!) The guys doing the challenge were just laughing at our faces, especially when we told them no one in Britain would believe the size of the thing.

After we'd finished gawping at the burger, we just decided to head back to the hotel and sleep...we were actually dead on our feet from our long day, and as we now have an extra three days in Memphis with nothing planned, we feel we can be leisurely about everything!

No plans for tomorrow so we'll just have to see where the wind takes us...

Deej x
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