Sitting at Memphis Tennessee Greyhound Bus Station waiting for the bus to Nashville. A slightly different form of travel to flying and training in the USA. Got up early to be at the bus station for our 9.20am bus- we had heard that although you had booked and paid for a ticket, no guarantee you would get on the bus as it was "first come, first serve". At the checkin, yes we had to check in and have bags weighed, this was confirmed "first come, first serve". At 7...

Beale Street Memphis was not Bourbon Street New Orleans. Yes, it was a party street with lots of live music and drinking in the street, but this was Blues and not Jazz, and Beale Street was wide not narrow, and it had a different crowd. Shops in Beale Street were representative of another era, a time when Blues and Rock n Roll were dominant on the music scene, their facades had not changed and in some cases neither had their owners! Memorabilia and items for s...

Breakfast was complimentary at the hotel and had a range of food from scrambled eggs and ham, scones, muffins, bagels, and toast, fresh fruit, cereals, oatmeal and yogurt, juice and coffee, and "make yourself waffles". I made us a waffle and smothered them with blueberries, strawberry conserve, and fresh bananas. The fruit was the healthy option in our breakfast! We sat down for lunch to try the local cuisine. Pulled pork sandwich, fried catfish, red beans, c...

Memphis stopover was all about going to Graceland! I promised mum I would come here for her and make the pilgrimage on her behalf. Mum is a great Elvis fan, carries Elvis with her everywhere in an old tattered bag and also has a huge Elvis poster over her bed! The 50s were all about Elvis and she loved him....I can still remember her reaction in 1977 when Elvis suddenly died at only 42....she was grief stricken and in shock. I grew up hearing his music, althoug...

Our first woman taxi driver is USA, and she had been driving for over 25 years, drove us to New Orleans train station from our hotel.    Betty said she had been "blessed" as she had experienced no trouble in all those years and, so far, no woman had been shot! I am not sure what this really says about taxi drivers in New Orleans.   Betty spoke about her need to change her life so that she could als go on a holiday.  Betty's confession was that she "just lik...