Day 3

Trip Start Feb 20, 2006
Trip End Ongoing

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Flag of United States  , Tennessee
Wednesday, February 22, 2006

White Pine, TN - Memphis, TN
X mi. Atmospheric pressure - 763mmHg

After a rough night's sleep (as I'm use to the gentle lulling of the ocean) in subzero temperatures, and being squashed by my rations, I awoke to a dreary sky and the crisp air of a Tennessee morn'. I climbed aboard my trusty landship and continued onward towards Nashville. On the way, I passed a building titled 'World's Largest Fireworks Outlet Superstore'. These 'Fireworks' appear to be some sort of glorified emergency signal flares. When I arrived in Nashville, I visited the 'Gaylord Entertainment Complex' and then had a very strange encounter as I ate my lunch in a nearby park. What at first appeared to be a land pirate, turned out to be a 4 x 4 full-blooded Navajo Indian doing some land sailing of his own. After sharing our tales of the land and high seas, I chatted with the Chief's mother via satellite communication. They invited me back to their reservation in Arizona to partake in their traditional Navajo peyote, held inside their teepee. I climbed aboard my landship once again and headed on towards Memphis. As I arrived, I could smell the familiar scent of the opened water. It turned out to be only the Mississippi, not another ocean, but they do have ships that travel it's water. I became jealous, but then decided to press on for something more. Speaking of Mississippi, it was so close I ran across the border, but quickly got scared and returned to Tennessee. I took a stroll down the main strip of the town and stopped for something they call "Memphis Style BBQ" I'll have to admit, it's no clam chowder, but mmmm, I could get used to liking this stuff, it comes from land whales, I believe these people call them "Cows" here. After, I headed back to some folks that offered me a couch to rest on. They told me I looked like a mantelpiece, so I tried it out for the night. It's not me, there is no wind in your face, and it smells a bit like fireplace. I'll continue on in the morning.
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