Had a fun but short trip to Nashville. C thinks her 5 star safety rated Toyota is unsafe, so after the gym on Thursday I ran my car through the car wash and vacuumed out the dirty trunk.
Later C was outside watering the yard, and messed up the clean car. Had to clean the windows again. After supper we drove Winnie over to spend the night at Matthew’s house. Winnie hated to see us leave, but soon made the place her own.
Friday: picked up the Earhart’s at 1045 am, and hit the road to Nashville. Made just one pit stop at the Tennessee welcome center in Chattanooga. Arrived at the hotel before check in time, so we ate a light lunch at the nearby Chick-fil-A in Smyrna Tennessee. They were giving away nuggets to all customers with the CFA app.
Downtown Nashville was hopping when we arrived at 430. Walked around a little. Saw Spiderman helping a lady cross the street. Our 5 pm dinner reservation was at a healthy restaurant near symphony hall, in the lobby of a fancy hotel. Lots of healthy words on the menu that didn’t look too appetizing. I could’ve ordered a kale salad topped with grilled chicken, but I kept having flashbacks to when we ate at Little Bear in Summerhill, perhaps the worst meal I’d ever had in my life.
Just then a server walked by from the kitchen, taking two plates to customers in the bar - burgers & fries. Not on our menus, but the waitress was able to bring me out a delicious burger. When it arrived I thought they’d placed 2 or 3 red tomatoes to hang out on each side of the burger, but when I lifted the bun it was one huge tomato slice. A great meal.
We walked the short distance to the symphony hall, from 7th Ave past the huge convention hall and the Bridgestone Arena, where the Predators hockey team plays. Arrived early, and went out on an open 3rd floor balcony that overlooked downtown. We could see Broadway, and the Ryman Auditorium.
Quite the concert. Ben Rector and classical pianist Jon McLaughlin with the Nashville Symphony. A much better concert experience with the symphony than just a regular band. A wonderful two hours.
When we walked out of the concert hall at 10 pm, downtown Nashville was humming. Decided to take a different walk back to the car, the block up to Broadway and then up Broadway to 7th. Man Broadway was jammed with people out for a wild time. The street was lined with bars, doors open, blasting music. Had to hold hands to keep from being separated. Crazy.
Breakfast at the Fairfield Inn wasn’t great. Was after 9 am before we were checked out and on the way home. Stopped an hour south of Nashville.
We’d seen a sign on the drive up for the Trump Store, and thought it would be fun to check out.
A tiny place with lots of overpriced trinkets for sale. Caps, t-shirts, ducks.
I laughed out loud at the salt & pepper shaker.
I loved the little bottles of honey in a plastic bottle shaped not like a bear, but Trump. Twenty bucks. I passed.
Had a nice chat with the old man running the place.
Later we stopped at Buccees. I woofed down a BBQ brisket sandwich, apple turnover, and soft drink. Got gas, though my car could’ve made the round trip on one tank. I drove 79 mph most of the way, but still got 37 mpg.
C had to attend an event tonight. Hopefully I can pick up Winnie when M gets off work tonight.
And finally, a happy April 25th - the perfect date.
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