Music City USA!!
Sweet!!For Labor Day weekend, a friend of mine and I decided to take a trip to Nashville, TN. I had been there once before and enjoyed it, so I thought it could be fun, and a whole lot less expensive than the other option of going to New York City.
You may not know this about me, but I am a bit of an elitist snob. I have said in the past that if you are ever feeling bad about yourself, all you need to do is to go to the closest Wal-Mart and take a look around. You'll realize that your life isn't all that bad. And what is the South but one humongous Wal-Mart? Everywhere you look you see mullets, ill-fitting Nascar tee shirts, toothless-folk chewin' tobacco. There are large women with even larger hair who just haven't been properly fit up top if you get my drift--though they probably don't have a lady who can help them when the buy their delicates in bulk at the Piggly-Wiggly (note I don't really know what they sell at the PW, I only know that I have seen a couple of them in my adventures to the south). So when you're down south, you can't help but think "my life is pretty decent." Who needs Prozac? A trip to Dixie is a sure-fired way to clear up any bout of depression.
So Nashville was pretty fun. The coolest part was when I bought a map of the stars' homes, and my co-pilot and I went cruising around the far-regions of the town looking trying to catch a glimpse of the lifestyles of the rich and famous. Unfortunately, we didn't get to that until it was getting kinda late so we only caught a couple, but here they are for your viewing enjoyment.
First, we have Tim and Faith's house. This seemed kinda weird since we had to drive about a mile up a private road to find it.
Next was Dolly Parton.
This is Kenny Chesney's house.
Trace Adkins 
Last, but certainly not least was Alan Jackson's mansion. Seriously, his barn on the property is probably nicer than the nicest house in my home town. Now I know where all of these folks live for when I get invited to a party or to dinner at their house.
So, there you have it. Some of my sweet adventure to Tennessee. In my humble opinion, the south is a nice place plenty of friendly folk, but I would never want to live there. Sure they are as sweet as can be, but I don't think for my health it would be a good thing to be there long-term. You're hard pressed to find something that isn't deep-fried and smothered in butter. I'll tell ya, that's where my diet began to tank.
Me on the former (and still occasional) stage of the Grand Ole' Opry
LP Field, home of the Titans (sweet pic, I know)
2 comments:
Paula Deen called and wants her accent back, y'all.
Fun road trip!! Watch out King Tut! We are on our way! I've always thought TN was awesome. Did you see Gaitlinberg? If that's how you even spell it. See ya Sat!
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