We did some walking in Memphis and it's a cool city.
This gate at the entrance was actually the coolest thing at the metal museum.
There's a nice Triple A ballpark right downtown and we decided to catch a game (plus it was one dollar hot dog night).
Of course it was also Cinco de Mayo so Pancho (who apparently has a cheese dip) threw out the first pitch.
He was not too important, however, to pause for a photo op with Chrissy.
The best was the sombrero all the players got to wear on the Jumbotron. It fits a little more on Rafael Ortega than it did on Donnie Murphy.
The cheap tickets are just grass sections down both of the baselines. We brought a blanket and enjoyed the beautiful night.
Historic Beale Street at night. Blues was basically invented here and Memphis has a long and fascinating musical history (and some neat museums to tell it). There is always music coming out of the clubs and restaurants and we popped into BB Kings to listen to some tunes.
Memphis is one of the places Gibson manufactures guitars and the factory tour is really interesting. Here they make their hollow and semi-hollow body electrics and a large part of it is still done by hand. You can walk right through the factory and see it all being done.
Clearly Chrissy would have to sign up with the captain.
This giant pyramid used to be an arena but it wasn't good enough for the Memphis Grizzlies and I believe ended up sitting empty for a number of years. Why someone decided to build a giant pyramid in Memphis I have no idea. Bass Pro Shops leased it and made it into a giant store that actually just opened last week.
Of course after our visit to Memphis it was time to cross the Mississippi into Arkansas. We did not see the ghost of Elvis on Union Avenue or follow him to Graceland.
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