Sunday, January 10, 2010

Frozen in Memphis

All week last week Kyle and I rolled our eyes at Memphians for freaking out over the weather getting cold. The stores were crowded, the schools were closed, there were special news editions on TV telling people that if their fingers got blue, they were probably too cold and needed to go back inside. We laughed and laughed and laughed. It really was hilarious.

Then, of course, it got cold. So much so, in fact, that our pipes froze. We have been without water since Thursday night. Just a little under 48 hours. Gross. I know.

We spent most of Friday being pissed and then said, fuck it, booked a room via Hotwire (best website for hotel reservations! I highly recommend!), put hats and sunglasses on as not to be recognized (read back the part about 48 hours without water, etc.) and took a cab downtown. The receptionists at our hotel were so taken by our story that gave us vouchers for free wine at the hotel bar. It was a great experience, especially because it was Elvis's 75th birthday and the hotel lobby was abuzz with Elvis fans.

Right before we went back to our room, we saw an Elvis impersonator. I think he's Eastern European, I said, I heard an accent. Of course, he is. Kyle said. He's smoking in the lobby.

Good times.

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1 comment:

  1. "Of course he is. He's smoking in the lobby."

    AHAHAHA! This made me laugh so hard :) Sooo true!