At the very border to North Carolina (which I crossed, just because), we put on lifejackets and helmets and grabbed a paddle. To the imaginary sound of banjo music we entered the raft and strode gently down the river. It wasn’t gentle for a long time, though. Rapids were ahead, and we all got wet, we all fell out, we broke the raft and we even managed to make the guide swim. Couldn’t be better value for the money, could it? Apparently, it could; local Moonshine was served at night, and when in Rome…
Tennessee Stud
US of A Posted on 2009-07-09 06:25:49Once there lived a musician of sorts in Memphis. His name was Elvis Aaron Presley, and his home, called Graceland, is now a museum.
But Tennessee is so much more than rock’n’roll and Elvis; bang in the centre of the state lies Nashville, home of country AND western. Obviously we went to an open mike bar and drank Bud. Yee-haw, y’all!
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