The Road to Juarez

After 8 months of training I finally left DC yesterday. It’s amazing how quickly my months at FSI went by. I’m still in a bit of disbelief that I’m finally going to post, of course I’m also in a bit of a daze after 14+ hours of driving. I left late last night after having one final outing with some of my friends who are also heading off to post in the next few weeks. Before I left one of my friends gave me 6 different varieties of M & Ms, because she knew¬† that I like them but couldn’t remember which type was my favorite. It almost perfectly works out to an M & M bag per state. Since Texas is big I think perhaps I will have to do one in central time and the other in mountain time.

Delmonico Vineyard, located next to the train tracks but apparently axel grease does add a certain je ne sais quoi to their wine, because it was tragically drinkable.

I drove 330 miles last night and stopped in nowhere Virginia, AKA Marion, VA and followed that up with another 570 miles of driving to Memphis today. The idea was to get to Memphis quickly so tomorrow morning I can go to Graceland. I did make one stop on the road today. Last summer I was out in Oklahoma and visited a local winery. I was rewarded with the most abysmal tasting wine in the world. As a connoisseur of the ridiculous I had high hopes that Tennessee wine would surpass the vinegar of Oklahoma. So I pulled off at a random Vineyard on I-40. My heart was filled with joy when I saw it was right next to a set of train tracks. Tragically the wine was actually drinkable and I wound up buying a bottle of “Whisper Peach.” Ah, well there is still Texas and Arkansas ahead on my road trip, two other “renowned” wine-producing states, right?

I'm apparently in Elvis Country!

Thanks to the time zone change I managed to make it to Memphis by 7 which left me plenty of time to find BBQ! After surfing around online to see what looked good I found a place that was known not only for their food but their fleet of pink limos which they use to ferry people around to their hotels. So on the recommendation of google and Guy Fieri of Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives I headed over to Marlowe’s for some ribs. I don’t think I have ever been called “Sugar, gorgeous, or baby girl” so much before in my life. Just, wow… The ribs were quite tasty though and slathered in barbecue sauce.

Finally, after dinner I headed down to Beale Street to check out the scene and per a suggestion left in a comment by a Memphis native, to stop by Rum Boogie which was pretty happening since it was Saturday night and all. Being old and lame I only lasted an hour on Beale Street before I decided head back to the hotel but not before I snagging myself a crepe on the way back. I seriously hope that my HHE arrives

Beale Street on a Saturday night

with my treadmill very, very soon after I get to Juarez because I have not had much luck reigning in my inner foodie during this road trip. Tomorrow I’m embracing my inner tourist and heading to Graceland and then onward through Arkansas.

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