Day 1- Nashville

Well, we are back from Bonnaroo.

I am happy to report that despite several small adversities,

including a credit failure that resulted in our rental car

reservation being denied (leaving us stranded at the airport)

and, I kid you not, a tornado,

we all had a fantastic time.

Because there is so much to re-cap, I have decided to break the

trip down into segments.

First off, Nashville.

Without even realizing it, we had planned to spend the night

in Nashville during one of the busiest times of year:

The Country Music Festival.

Broadway was full of "hey y'all"s and cowboy hats.

Orin was glad to jump on the bandwagon

and Casey didn't hesitate to join him.

Nashville is an amazing city

if you have an appreciation for country music.

(If you don't like country, it is definitely not the place for you)

All of the bars and restaurants on the main strip

play music all night long and there is never a cover charge to get in,

but if you don't feel like going inside,

there is plenty of music to be found on the streets as well.

After a long night of delicious food, good beer,

and sappy country songs,

we woefully bid goodbye to the City of Music

and headed back to the motel to rest before our trip

to Manchester the next morning.

When we first made plans to go to Bonnaroo,

we were told that it was an hour drive

and that we would sit in traffic for 4-5 hours to get into the venue.

We thought they were exaggerating.

If only we knew then what we know now.

More to come.