Nashville, Country Music Is Just Not That Cool.

When we woke up the next morning in Cave In Rock, our main objective was to get out. The one thing this town had going for it? We got to take a ferry across the Ohio River to Kentucky. We had waaaay too much fun with this. The little 10 minute ferry ride across the river was pretty fun though, we parked our car and got out and talked to the ferry boat guy who was redneck as hell and loved us. We got dropped off on the other side of the river, Kentucky bound.

Our next stop was Nashville. Now, if you've never been to Nashville you are probably like us and picture it as this hip and bustling musical city that would be cool to visit, yes? Well, you're right, Nashville is a cool city. But god damn you better live and breathe and poop the country music culture. Walking around the city was really overwhelming with the dog because we couldn't play along with everyone else who kept ducking into bars shitfaced at noon. We were swarmed by blonde little bitches everywhere that looked like the devil spawn of Carrie and Reba. Country music twanged loudly out of every single bar and restaurant and we were the only ones without cowboy boots or a cowboy hat on. Now if you know us, you know we can take a lot. But not this. It was country overload.

Oh by the way, something very weird about Nashville- I don't think anyone that lives there has ever seen a dog. Every single person we walked by could not believe that Avery was real. We finally got so sick of people asking us what kind of dog she was, we started making up shit. Dillon decided she was a "chow-ridge-space-bernard." I just told people, "it's not a dog," and walked away creepily. Haha, people are so dumb.

Anywho, we did manage to see the one thing I wanted to while we were there which was the Music Walk of Fame. I thought it was going to be kind of like the walk of fame in Hollywood with the hands and shit but needless to say, it was a pretty big let down. None the less, the sky did put on a pretty impressive sunset. :)

In the end, I can now say that I have been to Nashville. I can also say that I probably won't be going back. Yee haw.