Thursday, October 2, 2008

Day Eight

Woke up in the aforementioned Medical inn. We still had our limbs and hadn't been shot!
Left oaklohoma city and travelled towards memphis.
Stopped for lunch in an Arbys. When we got in the girl behind the counter asked me something in a fast southern accent. I didn't hear her properly and she repeateded herself: " the roast beef is good today" I replied "thanks" for the reccomendation but the she looked confused. John asked her to speak slower: "are you eating here or out today?" I felt rather silly.
Food was eaten and a quick getaway was made before more embarassment ensued.
Went through Arkansas. John and I had an argument about pronunciation untill he cited the rough guides book which proved it was pronounced Arkansaw. I thought arkansaw must have been another place as how can you pronounce an s as a w? Apparantly it's a law to pronounce Arkansas as arkansaw.
Stopped at the waffle house where we met victoria who liked our accents lots. "say something; I love your accent.". We saw a chicken biscuit on the menu. As we had no idea what it was john asked "what is a chicken biscuit?" this was too much for poor victoria who referred the question to her collegue. Her collegue replied "it's a biscuit with chicken on it" after this insightful answer it was decided that a chicken and a sausauge biscuit was to be ordered along with the waffles. The best discription for a biscuit that john and I have come up with is a kind of scone thing with no fruit. We left the waffle house after consuming much fat and sugar.
Drove towards memphis and got there after dark with the roof down. John got the satnav to direct us to a motel which turned out to be in a rundown part of town. We decided that we didn't want to stay there and john said to pull over to put up the roof. "as soon as we put the roof up don't hang about, get moving." I took this to mean: "wouldn't it be funny if you did a wheel spin when you pull off". After the wheel spin a car on the other side of the road stopped. We didn't hang around to find out why. We spent an hour trying to find our way out of the ghetto and decided to head north.
Stopped at a holiday in express somewhere.
Miles covered: 800 ish

1 comment:

Mal said...

Imagine how Americans feel about trying to write or say the name of the river running through London?