Saturday night on our way home from picking our oldest son up from camp we had a little stop over in Memphis. Ya know how some places just bring out the best in certain people? Memphis does this for Billy. Maybe it's all the Elvis impersonators. He can be cheesy like that. And it was Elvis week so Elvis impersonators were in plentiful supply! I don't know. All I know is that every time we go there he acts like he's up for husband of the year.
Let's not talk about how he acts in Naples, Italy or Chattanooga, Tennessee.
I was feeling poorly Saturday night and he surprised me by renting us a room at The Peabody so we wouldn't have to drive the additional five hours to get home.
I got to the room and crashed. The boys headed out for pizza.
And just a little Beale Street caveat. It ain't for kids. I didn't realize it was Bourbon Street but apparently it is. Billy and James, the nine year old, had to abandon it a block in.
Sunday morning I was feeling a good bit better so we wandered around the hotel exploring. If you aren't familiar with the Peabody it's famous for the ducks that live there. They stay in the lobby during the day and then move to a special roost at night.
I wanted to see the ducks so we headed up to the roof to check out their 'palace.' The rooftop was ultra cool. And if I hadn't been toting a nine year old around with me I would even break out the word 'romantic' to describe it.
Apparently there was quite the party up here on Saturday night.
It looked like the perfect place for shindig.
We did see the duck palace. However...the whole 'palace' thing may be taking it a bit far.
I won't gross you out with a picture of the enclosure but just trust me. Ducks can be really really gross.
"I must look away from what I've seen..."
"Get away from those ducks!"
"Awww...those ducks ruined our romantic rooftop moment.'
Well, in the duck's defense, if they hadn't ruined our romantic rooftop moment this picture would have:
Seriously, folks, Elvis has left the biding.
By the power vested in me as official liaison from the Navy/Marine Corps to the Napolitan court system from 1976 to 1979 I hereby issue Billy a pass for whatever horror show he made have thrown. The Napolitan standards of conduct - even for husbands - are unique.
ReplyDeleteNice. So noted.
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