It was Interstate all the way today with two friends I30 and I40. Certainly less interesting that the secondary roads that take you through the towns with their own special character. On the Interstate there is only one personality - fast food joints. Gourmet truck stops now there is a bad idea. Wisked through Memphis - never realized it was on the Mississippi (which I still can't spell). My geographic upbringing in South Australia leaves me lacking. Thought of Elvis and pushed on. The highlight today was lunch as a hole in the wall hamburger joint off the highways called Sandy's Hamburgers. Seemed to be run for locals by a few of the local ladies. Had a nice chat with local folks at two tables. One fellow had such a thick Tennessee accent I could only
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