Day thirty seven, rest day in Memphis, tennessee

Conversation between a couple from these parts heading to the cafe next door ahead of us.

” Yawl, Yaongto cafe nadoor”

Transalation. You all, do ya want to go to the cafe next door.

Answer “ R eight “. Transalation ………All right.

In the cafe. “ Yawl bringa wa’all widjadidja?” Transalation, Did Y’all bring your wallet with ya did ya?

That widjadidja word had me guessing for a second, but it’s always good to be learning a new language.

Odds and sods happening today, some visited Graceland, some visited outdoors shops, I cranked out a few lengths in the pool in the morning when no one was there, did some homework on the route planning, general day off stuff with no riding, quite good for a change..

We all went for a cruise on a paddle boat steamer, the “island queen” on the Mississippi in the afternoon for a couple of hrs. The commentator guide through the was funny but he’s put the odd person to sleep, including myself, humidity was up, it was hot, a bit average I guess.

Horse, Janelle and Marie popped down to the Motel where Martin Luther King Jnr was assassinated, it is a bit of a museum now, still as it was then, even has the same cars parked in the car park.

Massive lightning storm late afternoon wa s pretty impressive with heavy rain for a while, as it does every day it seems.

Heading South tommorrow into Mississippi State, two days riding to get to New Orleans.

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Keith Coulton