Nashville to Memphis, The drive from Nashville to Memphis is only km, so we slept in a bit and got packed up and was on the road by 8 am. We couldn't leave Nashville without one last trip to the biscuit house, so Rick headed over for some biscuits and jam to have with our breakfast while I got the rest of the things packed up.
We have a pretty good routine.. We got into Memphis in good time and got settled into our place about noon. We are located in the Evergreen Historical district, just. The little house we rented is very quaint and not far from the Overton Park and city zoo. It is nice to have a whole house to kick up in for a few days. The owner has a very eclectic mix of older furniture and art pieces, very artsy.
Once we got settled we headed down to Beale street for a wander around. It is much like Broadway in Nashville, but more bluesy. The road is closed for 2 blocks for a pedestrian walkway. Makes for a nice outdoor entertainment district. The booming nightclubs, theaters, restaurants, stores, pawnshops and hot music thrived alongside gambling, drinking, prostitution, murder and voodoo.
In the early evenings, boxback suits and Stetson hats mingled with overalls. Young ladies sashayed down Beale Street and inside the bars, gamblers waited for an easy mark to stroll in. If the mark escaped from the dice or the cards, maybe he would fall victim to Little Ora β.
By mid-evening, the street would be packed. A one block walk could mean a detour around the medicine show set up in a little hole in the wall, as much as stopping and listening to the wandering bluesmen playing for pennies and nickels. One club, The Monarch, was known as The Castle of Missing Men due to the fact that gunshot victims and dead gamblers could be easily disposed of at the undertaker sharing their back alley.
