{"id":17371,"date":"2018-06-29T13:00:56","date_gmt":"2018-06-29T17:00:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.dodgegarage.com\/news-api\/?p=17371"},"modified":"2024-03-25T11:25:03","modified_gmt":"2024-03-25T15:25:03","slug":"road-trip-with-the-durango-srt-part-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/test.api.dodgegarage.com\/news\/showcase\/2018\/06\/road-trip-with-the-durango-srt-part-3.html","title":{"rendered":"Road Trip with the Durango SRT®<\/sup> – Part 3"},"content":{"rendered":"

While on Friday night we walked to Beale Street from the hotel to listen to music and people watch, Saturday, we kind of went more touristy. Darla and I hit Lanksy Bros., the \u201cClothier to the King,\u201d which is where Elvis Presley went to get his style. I\u2019m now one very handsome button-down shirt richer. We also found a hilarious rooster mask, which is now my superhero alter ego.<\/p>\n

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Stax Records is a Memphis thing, of course, so the next morning on our way out of town, we pulled the Durango SRT\u00ae<\/sup> up to the old theater on McLemore Avenue that used to house the studio and Satellite Records, but now is a museum. Performers like Isaac Hayes, Booker T. Jones and, my favorite, Otis Redding all put together albums at this place.<\/p>\n

For the trip back north to Detroit, we again decided to split it in two, again stopping in Louisville. This time, however, the plan was to hang out in the town a bit. Sunday, we hit the city early in the afternoon. I put the Durango in track mode when we got off the freeway and blipped the gas pedal and flipped the paddle shifters up and down from stoplight to stoplight. The SRT\u2019s throttle response is vicious, in the best way possible. There\u2019s not much that satisfies a car guy\u2019s or girl\u2019s soul more than the orchestra of 8 cylinders exploding, pumping power and pushing noise through a berserker dual exhaust, it\u2019s opus bouncing off of tall buildings and echoing through overpasses.<\/p>\n

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21C was our destination, and we rolled up to the industrial chic downtown hotel mid-afternoon on Sunday. Did I say hotel? I meant modern art museum. AND hotel. And to guests, the museum is open 24\/7. NOW I saw what game Darla was playing when she booked this joint. It was about to be Night at the Museum 4: Darla has the Floor!<\/p>\n

Our room had a neat neo-noir feel, with an uneven brick wall painted white, contemporary furnishings, a blacklight lit bathroom, and in the hotel directory it included directions for dealing with a possible zombie apocalypse scenario. I could imagine John Wick staying in the room next to us after his house was blown up. Once settled in, we shimmied down to Proof on Main, a slick restaurant on the hotel\u2019s first floor, one that\u2019s been host to people like Bill Clinton. At one point, Darla had a blackberry chicken liver pate pop-tart as part of her meal, and I made quick work of the giant ball of cotton candy that comes with every bill.<\/p>\n

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Post dinner, we perused the museum from bottom to top. I\u2019m not the biggest fan of contemporary art, but the collection had a decent ratio of inspired versus inane work. During the day, it\u2019s free to see whether you\u2019re a guest or not, and I\u2019d most definitely recommend checking it out.<\/p>\n

This was not enough for Darla, however, as she set her alarm for 3:00 A.M. She enjoyed her Night at the Museum, and wanted the place to herself. I enjoyed not getting up and sleeping through until morning.<\/p>\n

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You can not like baseball and still know what a Louisville Slugger is. The baseball bat manufacturer is also in the downtown area, right around the corner from 21C. There are several exhibits, batting cages and a gift store right around the periphery of the factory. Currently, they\u2019re featuring props and memorabilia from one of Darla\u2019s favorite movies, The Sandlot<\/i>, but we caught the \u201cBig League, Little Bricks\u201d show, where they presented Lego versions of baseball stadiums!<\/p>\n