by Manny & Roz de Lizarriturri | Aug 16, 2014 | America, Culture, History, Nature, State and National Parks
Have you ever wondered how they carved the monument at Mount Rushmore out of solid granite? Were you picturing a sculptor like Michelangelo, a solitary figure dangling perilously from a scaffold chipping away with a hammer and chisel? What a surprise to find out that...
by Manny & Roz de Lizarriturri | Aug 9, 2014 | America, State and National Parks
There is NOTHING like your first bison sighting. North Dakota Badlands We hit Theodore Roosevelt National Park close to sunset, the perfect time for the drive through the badlands of North Dakota. When we spotted that big old shaggy bull grazing on the side of the...
by Manny & Roz de Lizarriturri | Jul 25, 2014 | America, Blues, Cuisine, Friends, Music
We got a late start out of St. Louis, so after only an hour’s driving, we were ready for lunch. We usually drive the back roads and avoid the interstates, but this time we opted to take the faster I-55, hoping to arrive by early evening at the home of our dear...
by Manny & Roz de Lizarriturri | Jul 19, 2014 | America, Architecture, Blues, Campgrounds, Cuisine, Entertainment, Music
St. Louis was only supposed to be a good stopping point, about halfway between Memphis and Chicago, where we had planned to visit with friends. However, the minute we drove into town, we both got that feeling of excitement we’ve come to know that bubbles up when a...
by Manny & Roz de Lizarriturri | Jul 12, 2014 | America, Blues, Cuisine, Culture, Music, Rock and Roll
The wonderful world of Nashville was like a warm-up act for the great superstar, Memphis. Center stage is Beale Street, which is cordoned off on the weekends, making the three block long corridor feel like one giant block party. While Nashville plays mainly Country,...
by Manny & Roz de Lizarriturri | Jun 28, 2014 | America, Culture, Music, Rock and Roll
Because Manny and I are on a musical odyssey, of course we wanted to explore the Elvis phenomenon. I must admit, I was never an Elvis fan. After all, his rise to fame began in 1955 when I was 7, a little too young to appreciate his gyrating hips and outrageous new...
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