movin' through memphis

Many more pictures are on their way, but for now, here’s one of Jonathan and I on Beale Street. We had just stepped out of a real speakeasy that you get to via secret (ish), unmarked steps. Inside a Norah Jones look-a-like was singing soulful blues, and in true 20’s fashion he ordered an old fashioned and I got a Manhattan.

It’s chilly and rainy in this picture, but we didn’t care one bit.