As you may recall, I told you guys I was going to Nashville on Friday and Saturday.
I'll admit when I started heading to Tennessee, I wasn't really looking forward to it. I was thinking it was going to be a boring ol' trip.
They sure proved me wrong.
On Friday, we played a concert at Pope John Paul II Catholic School, a relatively new school and I found it absolutely fascinating. I'm not going to say whether or not I approve of mixing religion and education, I will say it's the first school I've ever been to that's had it's own church or had a statue of a pope on it's front door. We preformed for their entire school, and for a couple songs, with a couple members of the school.
From there we to a wild-west styled salon in the heart of Nashville with plastic horses hanging upside down from the ceiling and learned how to line dance there. We went on to explore Nashville a bit more. I can say this: Nashville is either extremely old, brick buildings, or extremely modern, glass, steel, and concrete, there's no in-between. One of the main buildings in the skyline was the 'Batman Tower.' As we explored Nashville, we also saw some of the most interesting things: Peddle Pubs roaming around continuously (they're here in Minnesota too, I think, but not in such large numbers), and people (I'm guessing Frat boys) wearing paper hats ran past us, and there were people playing instruments everywhere.
We went to the Country Music Hall of Fame and Museum. I wasn't incredibly impressed by it (although the building itself was amazing, and I loved some of the quotes found in there). We got to eat once more on the main street, known commonly as the Honky-Tonk Highway. Can't say I was incredibly impressed by that either, or the symphony I saw after that.
But on Friday, that changed oh so much. Firstly we headed out east to the Mountains of East Tennessee, to Chattanooga, the place of Lookout Mountain, where you can see seven different states at the same time. There was a terrific town at the top of the Mountain, Rock City. I love the idea of living in a town at the top of the mountain, unless it's a mansion at the edge of a cliff, that's a disaster waiting to happen there. Lookout Mountain was amazing, that is when I gained the courage to stop clinging to the ground far from the cliff side. I could see where the ground shifted to sky, not quite the horizon, but a haze where horizon should of been. We then went to a train that essentially goes straight down. It's supposedly safe, I made it down safe, but I'm not so sure about that.
We then started our trip back to Nashville, and when we got back, we took a picture at the Parthenon. It's still so shocking that three thousand years ago Greeks went all the way to Nashville to build that (snicker snicker). It's actually a really interesting story, one that you'll have to look up yourselves.
I also got to see where Taylor Swift lived. Only the outside though, and I don't know the address, but I know where she lives!
For the last part of the journey, I got to see the Grande Old Opera... Wait no, that's not it, I got to see the Grand Ole Opry. It was absolutely amazing! What a show! I'm not even a fan of country music and I was astonished! Possibly my favorite part of the show was this: A group of fiddlers went out on stage, and their head goes, "please hold your applause until we introduced them all. Firstly we got Bob from southern Illinois, next we got Billy Bob from Austin, Minnesota," and when he said Minnesota, my entire class cheered, so the head fiddler goes, "ah man, we got a bunch of Minnesotans here. Those guys there are a bunch of knuckleheads. They do things with two negatives that we do around here with two positives. If someone goes up to me and asks how my day is, I'll say, 'I'm doing pretty good,' while if you go up to a Minnesotan and ask how their day is, they'll say, 'oh, it's not too bad.' Means the exact same thing!" He then has 'Billy Bob,' as I'm going to call him, to go up to the mic and do an impersonation of someone trying to get a job in Minnesota, "Eh, don't you suppose you don't have a job open for no one now, don't ya?" They essentially called us Canadians. Canadians! CANADIANS!
Now I'm back in my Little Canada, sitting writing this. As much as I loved Tennessee, it's still good to be home.
Playing: Crusader Kings II
Eating: Pig on Beale
Drinking: Root Beer