Looking at the quilts (and the vendors!) at Paducah, I felt like the little girl in the AT&T commercial who wants more. So, here are more! (Some are close ups to show detail--and a steer!)
Our last day in Memphis and all we need to do was: eat at the Arcade; go to STAX, Sun, Gibson factory tour, Rock and Soul Museum; take a soda counter break; eat more BBQ; find some great donuts. If you follow our travels, you will not be surprised to find out we managed to almost do it all. In the immortal words of Alexander Hamilton, "Let's Go." Rockabilly Brandon told us we really need to go to t he Arcade , Memphis's longest running restaurant (since 1919), and who were we to refuse? The Arcade has been featured in many movies. At one point, Ned realized that he was in the same restaurant where Joe Strummer ate! You'll see it again in the CMT Million Dollar Quartet or in the next TNT rerun of Walk the Line. We did have a bit of a wait since we hit the Arcade at high brunch on a Saturday. Ned and Penn discovered a print shop next door that was devoted solely to sci-fi and fantasy. I discovered a bookstore that also sol...
Our second day in Reykjavik, we planned water three ways: an early boat trip to see Puffins, a drive out to Skogafoss (waterfall), and then ending with a lovely soak at the Blue Lagoon. We walked to the harbor and quickly found our operator, Special Tours, and noted that the ocean was moderately rough--which made my rising at 6 am to motion sickness patch up a wise move. Our guide shared that by later in the day, the seas would be very rough, so our timing was good. As was the weather--another bright, warm Icelandic summer day. So we set sail for Puffin Island--and puffins or no puffins, look at these gorgeous blues, that sky and ocean! My goal this trip was to hug a puffin--a girl can dream. And, this dream was destined to be unrealized, since, oddly enough, they don't let tourists run around the islands chasing puffins to force hugs on them. But, we did get to see puffins. On the less populated first island, we saw these little guys grabbing some sun--and a few more...
I got my first Swatch in the 1980s, like most folks in my generation. I now have a few, and when I went to the Swatch motherland, I knew what my souvenirs would be. Here are the five I chose. They, and the cow bell that now tings on our dog's collar * (such a great idea that no one will ever regret) will always remind me of our magical trip. Only in Luzern: Chapel Bridge Only in Interlaken: Cows in a Milk Can Limited Edition: How Majestic! Only in Switzerland: Cuckoo Clock Only at Le Musee Olympique: Beijing 2008 (so many choices, but this one was irresistible) *
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