How could we visit Memphis without a night on Beale Street? A dig through our “fancy clothes” storage box for our clubbin’ clothes – a little dated, but we’ve been on the road for several years – and off we went. Lookin’ good, no? Wish you’d been there!
(Turn up your sound and click on the arrow button to play.)
(My thanks to my wonderful friend Becky, who I’m sure could hear my laughter all the way to Sacramento!)