I Heart Nashville

I could have ended my vacation after our night in Nashville - I had that much fun! After walking up and down Broadway, devouring a pulled pork sandwich topped with slaw and a slurping a locally brewed beer called Yazoo Pale Ale, we stopped in a little honky tonk called Robert's Western World. We were trying to pick a place and the band was playing one of my favorite songs, "Kawliga" (click to hear about that poor old wooden head [sidenote: my granny had a Boxcar Willie album and I asked her to play this song so many times you could probably tell exactly where the song was located on the album]) so we went inside. What a great little bar! I mean, really, how can you go wrong with a bar that sells fried bologna sandwiches and a bag of chips for three-fifty? Add a Miller High Life (two bucks before six and only a two-fifty after six) and you've got a first class meal (I used to love my granny's fried bologna sandwiches, too)!

Anyway, the music was great, we drank MHL all night (which cracks me up), my mom got a little drunk (that's rare) and I danced all night with a sweet redneck from West Virginia named Ray. He made my one night in Nashville so much fun (and the guy sitting next to us had a boy crush on him [and even bought him a shot at one point] because he looked like the lead singer of Lynyrd Skynyrd. Now I know how to two step...I think. Anyway, a night in Nashville is not the time to break in a new pair of shoes...and if I could dance like that every night I'd be stick skinny.

Here are some photos I swiped from their website (believe it or not I didn't carry my camera downtown - I could have kicked myself) - Riley was our super cute waitress and The Don Kelley Band was playing that night. Oh, and we sat right in front of those boots.