To the City of Country Music

To the City of Country Music

Hey y’all,

So there I was sipping on my glass of wine front row at the Listening Room Cafe when one of the songwriters introducers herself saying, “so I moved here about a year ago because I didn’t know what the hell I was doing with my life and here I am performing for you guys still not knowing what the hell I’m doing with my life…so raise your glasses and drink with me because this is the only way I know how to get through these things.” –Sheyna Gee. It was in that moment I knew I was bound to fit into this city and was surrounded by my kind of people. (also shoutout Rusty Clanton you might be my new favorite human)

For those of you who don’t follow me on social media–which you totally should if you aren’t already (shameless self promo) you probably know I took off to Nashville for the week with my roommate, Natalie. And if you don’t follow me well I’m here to tell you about it. And for those of you who do know me, I’m pretty open with my distaste in country music which is basically sacrilegious since I grew up in the midwest where most people have their tendencies to want to get close to their backwoods roots. I can’t explain why I don’t like it, I just don’t so please don’t hurt me. Anyway, I decided to take on the city of country music and turns out it was pretty fantastic.

Now I could tell you this is going to be a post about how to survive a long car ride, how to pack like a pro, talk about my traveling essentials/what to wear, or how to travel on a budget but I don’t know how to do that. I vowed I would never to speak of the obscenely high bill I dropped in Free People on this trip ever again. And this type of advice would require me to know what I was doing and most of the time I don’t. Which I really should with how much traveling I’ve done but honestly I’m the queen of overpacking, I’m virtually never prepared (you think I’d live and learn), I get super antsy if I’m stuck in a car too long, and I didn’t know what the hell I was in for to even bring the proper clothes to wear. Queue me buying  a whole new outfit for dinner because the restaurant apparently required a dress code and I managed to bring nothing without holes or wasn’t made out of stretchy athletic material. Except shoutout to the people who complimented my Adidas because those things brought me so much hype you’d think they’ve never seen any other shoe than a cowboy boot.

All of that is because this trip was probably the most spontaneous one I have ever taken. I’m talking booked the Airbnb Friday and left Monday morning. And probably would’ve left Saturday had I not had a doctor appointment because my body typically hates me. Anyway. We left. On an 8 hour car ride, my Spotify “adventuring” playlist on repeat and absolutely no agenda whatsoever. We had no idea what we were in for but it turns out that was the best case scenario because we were constantly exploring. And by exploring I mean relentlessly stalking the Chrisley’s address and googling their daily whereabouts (I love you Todd). We did manage to try out their family owned juice bar which was delish. Oh and did I mention we eventually achieved our goal by spotting Savannah at the restaurant where we ate dinner?! I’m talking literally walked onto the set of her being filmed. I got so flustered I ended up running the opposite direction and shoved the camera man out of my way saying I needed to get to my car. I obviously played it really well. I know guys I’m so cool.

This vacation couldn’t have come at a better time because the week before I don’t think I left my room. I spent so much time by myself I think I actually had a mental breakdown because I was so bored. I was overthinking my life to the point where I’m pretty sure I cried over the color of my nail polish and thought the world would end because of it. Needless to say I was kind of being a sh***y person and I needed to escape for a bit. That’s when I received a text from Nat that said “I’m so bored I could drive to Cali for the week” and I’m like yeah dude same. So long story short we did and Nashville became our destination. Thus our trip was booked.

Before I knew it I was falling in love with traveling again. And I was falling in love with this trendy, young and vibrant city. Who would’ve thought my week would’ve been filled with amazing restaurants, rich historical monuments and museums, bright city lights, even brighter street art and of course shopping mixed with that good ol’ Southern hospitality. All while doing it with one of my favorite people. In my opinion traveling really is the only thing you buy that makes you richer. I get such a high when I discover new places. It tends to clear my head while also filling it with more information. Traveling makes you see things little bit clearer and grow up just a little bit more. Now contrary to my old opinions on the music, Nashville, you really did show us a good time all while making me a little bit better of a person. I probably won’t start listening to country music any time soon but I did grow more of an appreciation for it. And even though it isn’t always about the music, gaining new perspectives is a success in itself for me.

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