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Travel Blogs from Madison
... 650 AM WSM. After the show we went over to a small club to drink about it and listen in a cozy, more up close kind of place. The next day we bumped elbows with the milling crowds downtown and ended up at B.B. King's club for some blues and grits. Would have done better at the Hard Rock Cafe up the street. Sorry B.B. Sunday we motored out to see the Hermitage, the home of President Andrew Jackson. It's a 1120 acre cotton plantation 20 minutes out ...
We closed out Bonnaroo in true Bonnaroo fashion...with a rain storm. We sat at the camp Sunday night, watched Tom Petty and the Heartbreaker's, and had the best time laughing and re-capping the festival with our neighbors. Another year at Bonnaroo has been checked off and as usual we were all packing up and driving out in the rain.
On to Nashville! Our first stop ...
Friday night we went to Williamson county agricultural centre for the franklin rodeo and we had such a good time! There was barrel racing, people riding bucking horses and bulls and I managed to get some good videos. There were stalls round the outside too selling boots and hats and pony rides and a mechanical bull. They also had sheep riding for kids where they would have to cling on and a game where a crowd of kids would chase calves to catch a ...
So I was heading to one of the greatest cities in America…Nashville, Tennessee! I absolutely love Tennessee. It is such a beautiful state. I had previously only been to Memphis, so this time I ensured I made it to Nashville. All of the cowboys, country tunes and bars along Broadway just made this city one to remember.
I checked into my hotel at around 3pm, after getting lost on various expressways since I missed my exit and then went ...
... the town square. Contradictions abound.
I also have a sweet picture of Faulkner dressed in full
riding habit which he apparently had done of himself. I'm not entirely sure
what to make of this because Faulkner does come across as pretentious in his
writings, but he obviously was a huge horseman. Still, with the red riding
jacket, it makes me giggle. It was very British of him, I suppose.
We also have a couple of pictures of the ...