Today, we decided to give Nashville's history its due and go sightseeing. Since two of my travel companion's childhood friends had joined us from other parts of the States, we were able to arrange for a private tour. Four post-menopausal women, one hard-of-hearing taxi driver, do I need to say more!! I left the group at noon, to go on a tour of ABC's hit show, Nashville.
The ladies and I parted on an awkward note. Today's insight? I actually have two! One, no more guided tours for me, since all the names, dates and facts went in one ear, came out the other! Two, you are friends, they are freinds doesn't mean that we are all friends. We all have a few things in common with the bestie, but nothing with each other.
As the sign in my new favourite joint reads, In Blues We Trust! So, back to Printers Alley we went!
As the sign in my new favourite joint reads, In Blues We Trust! So, back to Printers Alley we went!
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