My travel diary has kind of gone off course over the past few days, we have now reached the half way point of our road trip and I think I just got a little tired.
The last place I left you was New Orleans, from there we drove to Memphis. The drive was yet another long, boring one with not much to report and we stayed in a small Airbnb in Cooper-Young, which I am pretty sure was haunted. Despite the ghosts the neighbourhood was pretty cool, with plenty of great eateries such as Aldo’s for pizza, The Beauty Shop for breakfast, Bar DKDC for beers and there was also a shop which was entirely filled with cats.
I have had a long fascination with Elvis and seeing his house and belongings (including cars, planes, and costumes) was a real privilege. There was so much to see that the visit is far too long to include in this diary so I’ll save the story of Elvis’ home for another day, but let me just say it was even more weird and wonderful than I had ancipated.
After a relaxed couple of days we then moved onto Nashville where we would be spending New Year. The plan was to party hard at the famous Jack Daniels New Year celebrations but the rain was absolutely relentless. We tried our best to stay upbeat but ultimately gave up on the idea and made a last minute dash to Wholefoods, opting instead for a picnic dinner and some drinks in our cute Airbnb apartment instead of facing the crowds.
I will admit our spirits had been dampened by the weather but it was a brand new year, so instead of moping we went into the city centre to explore the honky tonk bars, cowboy boot shops, and the Jonny Cash Museum. Even when blanketed by grey skies Nashville had a great upbeat atmosphere that was contagious.
Though we didn’t party as hard as I expected in Nashville, it is magical city with plenty of great eateries, bars and friendly locals.
Feeling well rested after a slow week we hit the road for yet another long journey, and a one night stop off in Oklahoma.
I had also made the happy accident of booking us into a huge suite with luxury facilities. Though I am more than happy to rough it, I will admit that I did enjoy a good session in the modern gym and a long rest in our king size bed after being cramped in the car for so long.
The next day was yet another long drive, but was broken up by a stop off at the Cadillac Ranch – a public art instillation in Amarillo, Texas. Clambering on paint covered cars and eating cold pizza was a pretty fun way to spend the afternoon but it was soon time to get driving again.
Today it was Pablo’s turn to descend into madness and as we drove along the highway suddenly he changed course heading towards Route 66! Soon realising that we would be adding hours to our journey we made a u-turn back towards the dull highway.
This was one stop I was actually really excited for, it’s the home of Breaking Bad and I had a list of awesome recommendations from Amanda (of Rhyme and Ribbons) to check out. We were tired from a long 10 hours of being in the car but after such a boring few days I was desperate to go out and have some fun so we quickly freshened up and grabbed a cab to Sister Bar. If I lived in Albuquerque this would be where you would find me: cheap beer, vintage pin ball machines, great music, awesome locals, and amazing $3 tacos – what more could a girl want?
I should know by now that when travelling it’s super important to rest, but despite feeling ill for over a week I just kept pushing through until I reached this point of being bed ridden with a severe sinus infection in the high altitude
After 16 hours of Food Network on a loop, and lots of sleep, I felt well enough to grab some breakfast at Java Joe’s (aka Tuco from Breaking Bad’s hideout) and see Jesse Pinkman’s house, but that was all I could squeeze in on our tour of Albuquerque before we were back in the car for what we expected to be a 10 hour journey to Zion but things went even more off course … to be continued
Our trip had somehow gone completely off plan (there wasn’t really that much of a plan in the first place, to be honest) but the thing you realise when you travel a lot is that no adventure will ever go exactly like how you expect it, and either you can dwell on what you wanted it to be or make the most of where you’ve ended up.