Day 1 – Memphis
We decided that our first leg would be to Memphis. We packed the car the night before and when we woke up sat morning, we got dressed and walked out the door. Our plan was to wake up Lucas, put him in the car, and get on the road by 7 so that we could get at least and hr down the road before we stopped briefly for breakfast. Lucas ended up waking a bit earlier than we expected, so we went ahead and dressed him before leaving. We got on the road around 7:20 and we drove about 1 1/2 hrs before stopping for breakfast.
Overall we made pretty good time and only stopped twice (breakfast and lunch). Lucas was a rock star. We managed to make our two stops in between each nap. So he napped over 1/2 of the trip and the other half we just looked out the window, played with my iPad, or watched a small part of a movie (cars).
We had planned to stay at the Peabody, a famous, historic hotel in Memphis known for the march of the ducks. If you are not familiar with the story of the Ducks, check out the story here. It’s actually pretty funny. It also worked out that it was about a block away from where Doug wanted to eat dinner, Charles Vergos Rendevous Charcoal Ribs (we had seen it on Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives).
We knew the march of the ducks happened at 11am and 5pm so we had planned our arrival time to ensure we saw the 5pm duck walk. We arrived at the hotel around 3:30 And the lobby was packed. That place was pretty busy. While Doug went to check us in, Lucas went to check out the fountain to see the Ducks. Lucas loved the ducks. He wanted to drawl in the fountain with them. Slowly people started to congregate around the fountain as did the Duck Master. I overheard people saying that people start to line up to see the march shortly after 4. I wanted to get our stuff to the room so we left and went upstairs. We also heard from the restaurant to expect a 1 1/2 hr wait on a sat night. After the march we were going to book it across the street to the restaurant.
As we got downstairs and the elevator opened we were met with a wall of people already lined up. We had given up a great spot to go up to our room, but at least we were able to squeeze in near where the ducks would get on the elevator.
The Duck Master spoke about the history of the ducks and then opened the entrance/exit from the fountain and down the walk they came….following the red carpet and onto the elevator. It was pretty cute/fun to watch. As the elevator closed we ran out the nearest exit to head to get some ribs. Now this place is known for its ribs, but the entrance is in an alley…kind of creepy had the sun not been out. We went right in, headed downstairs, and we’re immediately seated. No wait. Thank goodness, b/c if it were going to be an hr, it would not have happened.
Afterwards we headed back to the hotel, gave Lucas a bath, and then put him to sleep. This meant an early bedtime for mom and dad too. Talk about a great excuse to get some extra sleep. Now I don’t know if we were on a special “let’s scream all night down the halls” kind of floor or if it is typical of this hotel since it is just a stones throw from Beale Street, but I’m glad I went to sleep early b/c I didn’t sleep well with people yelling in the halls all night. Thank goodness it didn’t wake up Lucas, but it sure kept me awake. The next morning, we decided to pay back the all nighters as we slammed doors and talked loudly in the halls. Most of the world was asleep as we ventured out to get breakfast. We ended up going down to Beale street which was a ghost town. If you aren’t familiar with Beale Street, it is a much smaller version of Bourbon St.
We were actually able to find a place open on Beale street that early although it’s possible it just never closes. We decided to have breakfast at Miss Polly’s Soul City Cafe, food was great especially the Belgium Waffles…YUM YUM YUM!
After Breakfast we headed back to the hotel, packed up the car, and hit the road for Huntsville, AL.