I took the kids to Beale Street on Saturday. They didn't really know what I was talking about until we got there. "Oh, this is where we came when we were zombies," Satchel said nonchalantly.
I'm not a fan of crowds or Beale Street, but I made the trek on Saturday to the Hard Rock Cafe to see my friend's daughters (ages 11 and 13) rock the house. The Hot Pink Paperclips were performing as part of a fundraiser for the Delta Girls Rock-n-Roll Camp. It was amazing. They played two original songs and a Ramones cover ("I want to be sedated"). They had the most amazing confidence and stage presence-it was inspiring to say the least and a true testament to the power of Rock-n-Roll camp. We were really glad that we made the trip. The boys and I split an ($8!) ice cream sundae and had a great time.
To make the most of our Beale Street appearance, we visited the "diving" goats in Silky's courtyard and did some shopping at A. Schwab. Yes, we were tourists in our own town! Satchel got a cool walking stick with a gnome carved in it; Jiro got a stink bug glow-in-the-dark necklace; and I got an African shaker. Had we not been rushing to the Shell, we could have spent hours in A. Schwab.
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I'm frequently a tourist in my own town - beale street has so much to offer, its like being in a whole different world! :)
~K
I hate those goats.
We love going down there with VeeGee, though I'm afraid, once she decides she's outgrown the stroller, it won't be quite as much fun. Still, for now, it's a blast going to people-watch and see live bands (particularly the ones right outside of King's Palace, though it's pretty good right there at the main pavilion too). She's even made some new "friends" out there. I don't know how I feel about that part.
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