America and Canada: Memphis, Tennessee - this one goes into the annals

Here we are at last. Home of Elvii. Took a bit of doing though.

With typical brilliance we've arrived when there is a major music festival starting. You may think this is a good thing....... but it's ruddy well not. Most hotels booked out so I went with Trip Adviser and booked a Best Western, Olive Branch which said it was close to Graceland.

Oh no it's bloody well not.

Cost us $50 for a taxi. The buildings got less and less and less and less until... literally standing all on its lonesome with nothing but a garage in sight was our wonderful motel. Liz was almost in tears. Walked in at 1.00pm and they telt us that checkin wasn't until 3.00. Stow that for a game of soldiers. I cancelled. Cost us $90 to do so. Waited for around 30 minutes for a cab which eventually came. $80 to get back to Downtown Memphis. God how rubbish was that. The hotel is a bog standard 3 star so checking in was a bit depressing. Joy oh joy the room is excellent.

Beale Street is famous. Nuff said. Cop cars and massive big fat poleece everywhere. An hour was enough and we ended up at some famous restaurant called The Majestic. The other punters were brilliant and joking all round when they discovered we were Scottish.