Are you from Tennessee? Cuz you're the only ten I see.
Today, my parents loaded up the car, and we set sail for the south around 10:30 this morning. I slept off and on until around 1:30, long enough to pass across the Indiana border. I finished all the playlists and burned the cd's in the car, and sat along for the ride. We had planned on taking the scenic route through Elizabethtown, which I wanted to check out because it is one of my favorite movies, but we caught a pretty significant traffic jam in Louisville, Kentucky, so we had to scratch that plan. I popped in a movie, and we decided to go straight to downtown Nashville to get a feel for the flavor. It was pretty crazy.
My sister told us to eat at a place called Wild Horse Saloon, so we figured out how to get there and parked. The first thing I can think of to describe Nashville is loud. It wasn't how I had assumed it would be. I guess I thought it'd be a bunch of Keith Urban's and Taylor Swift's lining the street, but mostly it was drunk Kentucky fans. I guess UK had played in the SEC Tournament and won, right there on Broadway (there's a Broadway street in Nashville, though it's WAY different than NYC's Broadway,) so there was a bunch of people dressed in blue slurrishly yelling "WHOAAA C-A-T, C-A-T, CATS CATS CATS!!!!" Anyway. We walked to the restaurant only to find that there was a 2-and-a-half to 3-hour wait, so we decided to pass. We walked up and down Broadway with my old horse, Leroy. Not really. I'm doing a horrible job explaining this...
We walked to the saloon, and there were a bunch of scantily clad early-to-mid twenties girls sticking their heads out the sun roofs of cars and yelling, and all the Kentucky fans, plus super loud country music playing. It was overwhelming, but exciting, especially after 9 hours in a car. After deciding the bar was a bust, we walked up and down Broadway just to see what we could see, which consisted of several bars, each with drummers in the windows accompanying their country bands, entertaining all the drunk people. I'm not even kidding, I feel like me and my parents were the only people in that city with a BAC less than .2. The streets were also peppered with Elvis statues and street musicians, my favorite probably being this lady who played the spoons. It was amazing. Oh and my mom and I took a picture with Elvis : ) We also walked to the pedestrian bridge and walked about halfway across. It was really pretty, and a ferry went under the bridge, which was pretty cool. After exploring, we went to find our hotel, and ate dinner at Cracker Barrel. We're now in our hotel, and I'm watching my third straight episode of CSI Miami. Pretty exciting if I do say so myself.
Oh, also, in our exploration, I got some guitar-shaped fingernail clippers. I'm gonna try to collect key chains from all the major places we go and put them on a ring. That should be a cool souvenier, right?
I always forget about the accents they have down here. It's so weird. Everything is "ya'll" and drawwn ouuut. The waitress tonight called my dad baby. I don't think my mom was too happy about that.
Well I'm going to finish this episode of CSI, and go to bed to get ready for the 6 hour drive to Alabama tomorrow.
-Overall Concensus: Nashville's pretty cool. I wonder what it looks like sober...
-Movies Watched: Up
God Bless, Ya'll
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