Remember at the beginning of this adventure when I A-Teamingly hinted that I liked when a plan comes together? The objective of this trip was for four old friends to visit Memphis and travel to Fayetteville to see Florida take
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The Don Calvino finally arrived early Friday morning bearing gifts: a beautiful bottle of Bajan rum, officially making it the first bottle of Mount Gay to travel from Barbados to Atlanta to Memphis to Fayetteville and then to Tampa. Somebody
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“Memphis is a city that hums and thrums. Its song is constant.” Robert Gordon, Respect Yourself: Stax Records and the Soul Explosion I have a few US cities left on my “to-visit” bucket list. For example, I’ve never been to
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I love it when a plan comes together. I hate it when one doesn’t. As a (two-time) graduate of the University of Florida, I’ve seen countless games at the stadium that is currently known as Steve Spurrier Florida Field at
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The drive from Charlotte to Augusta, Georgia takes about three hours. First take I-77 South for about an hour and a half, until you hit Columbia, South Carolina. Then take 20 West for another hour and change until arriving in
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Now for more on Kansas-Kentucky.
Okay, so it’s been a while since I’ve flown commercial. Traveling through Tampa International quickly reminded me why I drive everywhere.
With all this talk of a record Mega Millions payout, the news that I had struck lottery gold actually came long before that. My lottery tickets, to Augusta National, arrived in my mailbox a month earlier. I booked my flight,
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Good news arrived in the mail today, which was a welcome change from the bills, catalogs and random coupon mailings that usually clutter my mailbox.