On the Road Again

On the road again! I just can't wait to get on the road again...

I actually started writing this yesterdyay. I'll get around to why it didn't get posted yesterday a bit later. Anyway, we set off at 10:40 in the morning, missing our targeted departure time by 40 minutes. But that's the great thing about a road trip. It doesn't matter! It was a great day for driving. Sunny and bright, minimal number of roadworks and we arrived in Memphis before dinner.

We booked a hotel near Beale Street. That took a bit of doing. Mark pulled up a hotel booking website while I was driving. A hotel with free parking just off Beale Street for $95. And they offered to throw in breakfast for two for an additional $7. Sounds good. Book it Danno. The message said he had misentered the credit card details and to please try again. Well, not likely that he misentered it twice, just try a different card. No! Misentered again. Something must be wrong with the website. (Keep in mind that the last time Mark booked a room online he booked for a year instead of a night.) Before he got around to calling customer service, he did notice that he was on a UK-based website. European credit cards are formatted differently, which is why none of ours would go through. Easy to fix. Get on the US website and do it again. But the price was significantly higher. The next move is to call customer service and get the same price that's offered to the British. That didn't go well. Between the road noise and the customer service rep's thick Indian accent he didn't get anywhere. Put out that he couldn't get as good a deal as a Brit (especially as he is a Brit) he went to find a different booking website. But just to be sure, he went back for a second look at the UK-based site. Sure enough, the prices were listed in pounds rather than dollars. Brits are not getting a better deal. We are booked. Beale Street and barbecue are calling our names!

Oh yeah, I was going to mention why this didn't get posted yesterday. I opted to do it on the iPad rather than on the computer, for reasons that seem really dumb right now. Anyway, I was typing away on the iPad and hit the preview button when I got a message that the iPad was offline. Argh! I was out of time. We were pulling into the hotel parking garage. And as we got the bags settled into our room I was faced with a choice. Go online and sort out my blog, or head on over to Beale Street and Memphis barbecue. (Sorting the blog was never really an option.)