Tunica Tomorrow
The last time I went to Tunica Mississippi was 10 years ago, 1997.
It was January and I wanted to spend a weekend with an ex-girlfriend I hadn't seen for 3 years. She had moved away to graduate school and was back in town visiting her parents during a break. I didn't want to deal with the hassle of roommates and whatnot, so I proposed a trip away from Birmingham Alabama to Memphis Tennessee, one of my favorite cities to visit. All the Beale St. blues, good food and fun times seemed like a great getaway only a few hours drive away.
We drove through Tupelo Mississippi in my flashy sports car and I noticed that I was passing cars like they were standing still, yet I was barely exceeding the speed limit. "Why are these pansies driving so slow?" I wondered to myself. The answer, obviously because it was January, was that the roads were just a sheet of black ice. I adjusted my speed a few MPH and we still made Memphis in record time.
We checked into the hotel and went to Beale St. to find some food and music. It was FREEZING. Actually it was well BELOW FREEZING. Very unusual weather for the south in winter, the temperature was well below zero, and stayed that way even when the sun came out the next day. We didn't want to spend much time outdoors in the frigid air so I found another solution. We headed to the warmed air of the casinos of Tunica!
I was giddy at being back together with the love of my life, the woman who was to become Mrs. Bogey. She had never set foot in a casino before and was interested in what all the excitement was about. I showed her a few table games, she thrilled at hitting some moderate jackpots at the slot machines. Before long we had the whole weekend paid for. Overall it ended up being one of the best weekends of my life, even though it didn't even go nearly the way I'd planned it.
I've always wanted to go back to Tunica, but never had the right opportunity. Tomorrow I'll be heading that way to meet surflexus and TripJax. I can hardly wait.
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See you tomorrow. We'll call you when we're close...
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