My friend Deana and I rented a car to drive to Nashville.
The problem with making an "economy weekend special" reservation is that Enterprise gives you a flying tic tac and calls it a car.
The Flying Tic Tac
I was a bit worried when we arrived at our hotel.
In the parking lot, Angry Road Rage Man unloaded a mouthful of bile on me for no good reason.
"If you were a guy I'd be in jail right now!" he screamed.
No more coffee for YOU, Mr. Road Rage Man!
Then my hotel's elevator walls were covered in pony hide.
Is it me or does red pony hide just SCREAM super classy?
At first, I worried that my bed might vibrate, but I was immediately distracted by the dress on display in the lobby...
The dress was made entirely of pink crayons.
Where could someone most appropriately wear such a garment?
We asked the dimly lit hotel clerk to recommend a good, local bistro so we could eat before the Ani DiFranco show.
"Hmmm," she said, "local BEE-STROW?"
I knew what was coming from experience.
"Oh! I know! We have a..."
She proceeded to recite the names of every known restaurant chain... Red Lobster, Wetern Sizzlin', etc..
Thankfully, she didn't mention Olive Garden or we would have had to wrestle her to the ground and feed her things with foodie words in their names like coulis, encrusted and reduction.
In the end, we ate at Watermark (which was fantastic should you ever find yourself in Nashville with 50 million dollars to burn.)
After the concert we stumbled through Robert's Western World and then perused the local, late-night shopping scene.
Did you know that The Ghost of Elvis will tell your fortune in the back of a souvenir store?
Or that if you are in the market for Pole Dancing Barbie, Nashville's got it?
I passed up the opportunity to own this hat. Can you believe it?!!
I wanted to buy this for my redneck friend, but $3.99 was a lot to ask, no?
I wondered how, exactly, we might play with this Chihuahua con Cahones Grande.
(Fooped of One Swell Foop!)
I don't even know what to say about this next one... except maybe...
"You know it's hard out here for The Joys."
There is one purchase I totally should have made...
I regret not buying this for K.
My single night of sweet freedom was good, so good.
Nashville is one insanely fun town.
I guess it'll have to last me until July.