We rented a cabin in North Carolina, but before we could get to heaven on earth, we made a one-night stop in Nashville in order to break up the long drive. This put us in Music City on July 3rd, where the temp was a good 20-25 degrees cooler than home. That fact, in and of itself, put us all in great spirits.
After asking where we could go to eat and walk, we hit downtown Nashville and were immediately drawn to sounds of live blues musak at BB Kings. I'm perty sure we were the first white folk with brown younguns to ever set foot in BB Kings, but we were welcomed in and the wait staff fell in love with our boys. And our boys fell in love with the blues.

I believe G learned a valuable lesson in being friendly and outgoing that night. What happens when you're friendly to a drummer? He just might give you a set of drum sticks. Case in point:

After chowing down on fried shrimp, we were ready to stroll. We walked down to Bicentennial Park, where we heard a familiar voice. It was one of those times when we could recognize the voice, but we couldn't quite put a name with the voice until we could see the face.
You know you're in Music City when you can walk up on Wynona Judd.

I'm not a Wynona fan, per se, but it was very enjoyable to sit on a grassy knoll and hear her with the symphony. She sang a variety of songs including "Ain't No Sunshine When She's Gone" and "Love Can Build a Bridge". Even the boys enjoyed it.

Did I tell you that I had a great time? I'll be back soon to explain why I found NC to be heaven on earth.
Looking forward to your next instalment! Exciting times for your family.
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Bet those drum sticks made for a noisy 9 days.
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