The night before the Swan wedding, and leading up to the event itself, the family and I headed down to Beale Street in Downtown Memphis. To Austinites like myself, it's essentially the same as 6th street (albeit a bit dirtier).
My dad stayed out with my cousins and I until the wee hours of the morning and eventually wound up getting physically thrown out of the Ugly Coyote bar for trying to dance on the bar top (despite having just donated to their breast cancer fund).
